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Origineel

[Verse 1: Miguel] Got a mind full of TNT I need a lunatic just like me Paint the sky with a brush fire, yeah Like la, la, la, la, la I got a mind like Columbine, yeah A vigilante, I'm volatile, yeah I pick and choose like Duck Duck Goose I'm close ties that you shouldn't cut loose [Pre-Chorus: Miguel] I just want someone that I can trust Baby, is that you—is that us? [Chorus: Miguel] I know it's dicey Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ha This shit's gotta be criminal, ha The way I keep killing you Though I'm dangerous, ha, yeah It's so good it feels criminal, ah This shit's gotta be criminal, ah The way I keep killing you, yeah [Verse 2: Miguel] Pain is heaven, call it 9/11 She say, "Hello, hell, you're such a blessing" I know way too well, now I'm finessing her Just plead the fifth if you're ever questioned, girl [Pre-Chorus: Miguel] You see, I just want someone that I can trust Baby, is that you—is that us? [Chorus: Miguel & Rick Ross] I know I'm dicey Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ha This shit's gotta be criminal, ha The way I keep killing you Though I'm dangerous, ha, yeah It's so good it feels criminal, ah This shit's gotta be criminal, ah (Sometimes you just gonna lean on it) The way I keep killing you, yeah [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Conversations elevated when she fell in love Stepping on her, said he did her like a dirty rug Feeling played, underpaid, like she was Satchel Paige Every day she had to find a way to find a way Self-esteem is what emotions feed (Facts) Dry land and get to travel the Seven Seas Kaepernick of my city, lil homie, take a knee Taking you to places selfies get taken the least Criminal thoughts (Boss), an angel in the flesh (Yes) It feels like we floating when we really having sex (Yes!) Her words be so potent, scribbled 'em on my chest (Yes) Motivation is morning, shorty, and I confess (Yes) I'm holding you closest, that's 'til the day I rest (Yes) I gave her a hundred, stuffed it all in her dress (Yes) Motion picture, we them young mogul niggas (Yes) Here's a toast to the ones who knew us before the riches [Bridge: Miguel] Gunplay, gunfire, grand theft, stolen moments (Cheers) 5150 and lawless hearts Raging and reckless You know, love at large Someday soon, stay ready with the getaway 5150 and lawless hearts Who could stop us, babe? The world is ours, yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Miguel] I just want someone that I can trust (Yeah) Is that you—is that us? [Chorus: Miguel] I know I'm dicey (Oh yeah) Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ah This shit's gotta be criminal, ah (Oo ah) The way I keep killing you You say I'm dangerous, ha, yeah It's so good it feels criminal, ah This shit's gotta be criminal, ah The way I keep killing you, yeah (uh) [Outro: Rick Ross & Miguel] (Ooooah ooo) Miguel, it's going down in history once again Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, my love... (Ooooah ooo Ooooah ooo)

 

Vertaling

[Verse 1: Miguel] Got a mind full of TNT I need a lunatic just like me Paint the sky with a brush fire, yeah Like la, la, la, la, la I got a mind like Columbine, yeah A vigilante, I'm volatile, yeah Ik kies en kies zoals Duck Duck Goose I'm close ties that you shouldn't cut loose [Pre-Chorus: Miguel] I just want someone that I can trust Schatje, ben jij dat - zijn wij dat? [Chorus: Miguel] I know it's dicey Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ha This shit's gotta be criminal, ha The way I keep killing you Though I'm dangerous, ha, yeah Het is zo goed dat het crimineel aanvoelt, ah Deze shit moet crimineel zijn, ah The way I keep killing you, yeah [Verse 2: Miguel] Pain is heaven, call it 9/11 She say, "Hello, hell, you're such a blessing" I know way too well, now I'm finessing her Just plead the fifth if you're ever questioned, girl [Pre-Chorus: Miguel] You see, I just want someone that I can trust Baby, is dat jij-is dat ons? [Chorus: Miguel & Rick Ross] I know I'm dicey Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ha This shit's gotta be criminal, ha The way I keep killing you Though I'm dangerous, ha, yeah Het is zo goed dat het crimineel aanvoelt, ah Deze shit moet crimineel zijn, ah (Soms moet je er gewoon op leunen) The way I keep killing you, yeah [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Conversations elevated when she fell in love Stepping on her, said he did her like a dirty rug Feeling played, underpaid, like she was Satchel Paige Every day she had to find a way to find a way Eigenwaarde is wat emoties voeden (Feiten) Droog land en de zeven zeeën bereizen Kaepernick van mijn stad, lil homie, neem een knie Ik neem je mee naar plaatsen waar selfies het minst genomen worden. Criminele gedachten (Baas), een engel in het vlees (Ja) Het voelt alsof we zweven als we echt seks hebben (Ja!) Haar woorden zijn zo krachtig, krabbelde ze op mijn borst (Ja) Motivatie is ochtend, shorty, en ik beken (Ja) I'm holding you closest, that's 'till the day I rest (Ja) Ik gaf haar honderd, stopte het allemaal in haar jurk (Ja) Film, wij zijn die jonge negers (Ja) Here's aast to the ones who knew us before the riches [Brug: Miguel] Gunplay, gunfire, grand theft, stolen moments (Cheers) 5150 en wetteloze harten Razend en roekeloos You know, love at large Someday soon, stay ready with the getaway 5150 and lawless hearts Who could stop us, babe? The world is ours, yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Miguel] I just want someone that I can trust (Yeah) Ben jij dat, zijn wij dat? [Chorus: Miguel] I know I'm dicey (Oh yeah) Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ah Deze shit moet crimineel zijn, ah (Oo ah) The way I keep killing you Je zegt dat ik gevaarlijk ben, ha, ja Het is zo goed dat het crimineel aanvoelt, ah Deze shit moet crimineel zijn, ah The way I keep killing you, yeah (uh) [Outro: Rick Ross & Miguel] (Ooooah ooo) Miguel, it's going down in history once again Oh, my love Oh, my love Oh, my love... (Ooooah ooo Ooooah ooo)