Blood On The Dance Floor
Blood On The Dance Floor - Party On songtekst
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Verse one: Girls on lock Make it drop Hand On glock Party Hard, Never stop Haters hate bitches talk I'm to trash to even walk I'm to gone to be found Heat rising 40oz Wrist. ankle. shackle. thighs I'll black out till sunrise I'll wake up with no regrets With eleven girls in my bed I'm back up, and going out, Fuck my way through the crowd Gotta raise my body, count, Up and down, Scream and shout Live it up, Party down, Whiskey' shots till' I hit the ground CHORUS: There's a party that's going on We'll stay up till' the break of dawn Neon Lights! Bacardis in my sight I'm feelin' good when the drinks are all gone Live it up, Party on Drink it down, Till' the sun comes out Live it up, Party on Drink it down, Till' the sun comes out Verse 2: I'm the center of attention, And I'm tiltin 'em back. I've got all my favorite boys, Jose, Johnny and Jack. We eat nails for breakfast, And whiskey for lunch, But it's not my kind of party till there's a spike in the punch! Take a hit, Take a sip, Lose your head, Let it drip. Dubstep, Move your hips, Lose your grip, Move your feet, Leave this track on repeat, Take the party to the streets. Another boy, another drink, who cares what people think? Bridge: Commencing Operation: Get Fucked up! My name must taste so good, Cause it's always in somebodies mouth. At least I know I'm popular, Cause all my shows sell out. From L.A. to New York, Parading coast to coast. All these whores are just notches on my bed post.