Lyrics of "the bitchy Idol" by Luo Tianyi

The sound of wild waves under the stage

The blazing temperature is unbearable

Sweat does not melt

It's just a midnight joke

Remove the thought, shake with me

Another pretentious chant

More casual flattery

Close your dirty eyes and mouth and soak in poisonous spices

Turn your forehead upside down in the storm

Pull the lead and let you burn it for me

How to be meticulously built

Lovely, fresh or coquettish

You can choose any flavor

I'm not trying to smile

Decibel increases with interest

Hook up the corner of the Garter

A girl, Queen or Banshee

The next song is for you

ah A kind of ah ♀ Press your phone

ah A kind of ah ♀ Just concentrate

ah A kind of ah ♀ If you are not good, you should be punished

ah A kind of ah ♀ Sweet flowers

ah A kind of ah ♀ Lose yourself

ah A kind of ah ♀ Look at me

ah A kind of ah ♀ The moment of emptiness

ah A kind of ah A kind of

The supercilious idol sets up a memorial archway for chastity

Who was the red lip behind the microphone

Happy and happy

Noise is the only nutrition

The sound of primitive rhythm

All as a compliment to me

Self conceited idols are always surrounded in the center

Who did the water blue tulle skirt bring waves to

A misunderstanding in response to love

I just thought

The peach chest

Half the bed is a compliment

Make me your faith

Is it hard to be patient tonight

The weak are always under the stage

I want to sing my humble face

Show off your servility

I just want to taste you

Please stir as much as you can

What if it's rotten to pieces

Deep and shallow

Fast and slow are intertwined

Bitter or sweet, I has the final say.

Open your eyes and do it again

The answer is not necessarily given

But it'll make you comfortable

Be serious. Don't try my bottom line

The supercilious idol sets up a memorial archway for chastity

Who was the red lip behind the microphone

The only nourishment is to have fun in the wind and the moon

The sound of the original rhythm is all for my appreciation

Self conceited idols are always surrounded in the center

Who did the water blue tulle skirt bring waves to

A misunderstanding in response to love

I just want to follow the peach chest

Half the bed is a compliment

The sound of the waves under the stage is too hot to bear

Spotlight melting, skin adhesion, sweat ambiguity

Only belong to midnight joke removed thinking with me shake

Again pretending to chant, again casual flattery

Close your dirty eyes and mouth and soak in poisonous spices

Turn upside down in the storm, gently lift your forehead and let you burn for me

Sucking the oestrus medicine is about to set the body on fire

The price has been marked long ago

Take my second

The waist of a water snake

Who are you calling for

The memorial archway of great light

It's not as important as it is now

Don't talk about arrogance and arrogance

You can throw it out of the camera. It's just a smile from Bo Jun

A hundred charms and a thousand beauties, dancing and dancing are bubbles of fantasy

Take me this second, wake up and then savor the last hug