Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song XXX, artist - Loonie.
Date of issue: 22.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Tagalog
XXX(original) |
Naaalala ko pa date, high school, pare |
Meron akong kaklase, hayup na babae |
Ako’y suplado na smooth, nice move, swabe |
Di ko kinakausap, di ko type kunware |
Itatago ko na lang sa pangalang Janelle |
Usong uso pa noon yung pasahan ng papel |
Pero lahat ng gusot, nahahanapan ng lusot |
Kahit marameng nang-aasar: «Crush ka nung kulot!» |
«Sino? |
yung payatot na brush-up yung buhok? |
Kinse anyos pa lang ako, batang mapusok |
Malakas ang loob kahit labas ay marupok |
Kaya direkta kong sinabe at wala ng pautot |
Tinapat ko sya, sabi ko: Ikaw ang crush ko |
Tinanong ko sya ng past nya, sinagot nya ko ng Pasko |
Uminit ang Disyembre, biglang ginaw ng Mayo |
Recess na ba? |
Hindi pa pero break na tayo |
Nasaan ka na? |
Ako kaya’y naaalala pa |
Nais sana kitang tawagan kaso baka maabala ka |
Storya ng dati kong nobyang si Rossann |
Ako yung bestfriend nya slash utusan |
Magkaubusan man, walang iwanan |
Kahit magkaipitan, kame nagtutulungan |
Mano sa tatay, hatid-sundo sa bahay |
Kabiruan ang kapatid, kasundo ang nanay |
Kame ay natigilan at nagkakatitigan |
Dalawang magkaibigan na nagkaibigan |
Apat na taon, away bati, hila at tulak |
Hanggang sa isang araw bigla kameng nag-usap: |
«I need space» Noo nya’y nakakunot |
«Space? |
Bakit di ka na lang mag-astronaut» |
Tapos binanatan nya ko ng classic na palusot |
«It's not you, it’s me» Sino? |
Yung umutot? |
Dinadaan ko sa biro kahit puso ko’y natibo |
Halos isang taon ko rin itong hindi pinahipo |
Nasaan ka na? |
Ako kaya’y naaalala pa |
Nais sana kitang tawagan kaso baka maabala ka |
Hanggang sa nakilala ko si Leslie Anne |
Sa Myspace, ako’y kanyang tinestihan |
Nice face! |
Ako’y naseksihan |
May katabing chick sa pic, kala ko lesbian |
Nagkita kame, inglisan pa nung una |
Pinakita nya saken yung mga tato nya |
Nag-usap kame, umaga, tanghali hanggang gabi |
Magkatabi naghati kame sa mamahaling kape |
At tatlong kaha ng Marlboro na pula |
Kaya tuloy aming lamesa’y puro abo na |
Walang araw na hindi ko sya kasama |
Katabi ko sya sa kama kahit di ko sya asawa |
Siya yung tipong, parang barkada |
Sanay tumambay sa kalsada |
Masaya na sana, kaso wala na |
Wala ng load, last piso ko na to |
Kahit papano, namimiss ko rin kayo… ang cheesy… |
(translation) |
I still remember dates, high school, man |
I have a classmate, a girl |
I'm stuck smooth, nice move, smooth |
I don't talk, I don't type kunware |
I'll just keep it under the name Janelle |
It was still fashionable to carry paper |
But everything that is tangled, finds a loophole |
Even though many people tease: «Crush on that curly hair!» |
« Who? |
the straight hair brush-up? |
I was only fifteen years old, an impetuous child |
The heart is strong even though the outside is fragile |
So I said it directly and without any fuss |
I confessed to him, I said: You are my crush |
I asked him about his past, he answered Christmas |
December warmed up, May suddenly got cold |
Is it recess? |
Not yet but let's break |
Where are you? |
I still remember |
I wanted to call you in case you were disturbed |
Story of my ex-girlfriend Rossann |
I'm his best friend slash boss |
Even if it runs out, nothing will be left |
Even when we are stuck, we help each other |
Mano to dad, pick up at home |
The brother is funny, the mother is agreeable |
Kame was stunned and staring |
Two friends who are friends |
Four years, fighting, pulling and pushing |
Until one day we suddenly talked: |
«I need space» He frowned |
«Space? |
Why don't you just become an astronaut» |
Then I hit him with a classic excuse |
«It's not you, it's me» Who? |
The fart? |
I joke even though my heart is native |
I also didn't touch it for almost a year |
Where are you? |
I still remember |
I wanted to call you in case you were disturbed |
Until I met Leslie Anne |
On Myspace, he testified about me |
Nice face! |
I was sexy |
There's a chick next to the pic, I'm a lesbian |
We met, in English at first |
He showed me his tattoos |
We talked, morning, noon to night |
We shared expensive coffee side by side |
And three cans of Marlboro red |
That's why our table is all ashes |
There is not a day that I am not with him |
I'm next to him in bed even though he's not my wife |
He is the type, like a friend |
Used to hang out on the street |
I hope it's fun, but it's gone |
There is no load, this is my last peso |
Anyway, I miss you too… the cheesy… |