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First to Eleven
First to Eleven
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kesha
Kesha
Songwriter
benny blanco
benny blanco
Composer
Łukasz Gottwald
Łukasz Gottwald
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
First to Eleven
First to Eleven
Producer

Lirik

Wake up in the morning feelin' like P. Diddy
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
I'm talkin' pedicure on our toes, toes
Tryin' on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowin' up our phones, phones
Drop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDs
Pullin' up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Ain't got a care in the world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And now the dudes are linin' up 'cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talkin' about errbody gettin' crunk, crunk
Boys try to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunk
Now, now we go until they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us down
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
You build me up, you break me down
My heart, it pounds, yeah, you got me
With my hands up, you got me now
You got that sound, yeah, you got me
You build me up, you break me down
My heart, it pounds, yeah, you got me
With my hands up, put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the party don't start till I walk in
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Written by: Kesha, benny blanco, Łukasz Gottwald
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