Video musicale

In primo piano

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sebastian Cintron
Sebastian Cintron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sebastian Cintron
Sebastian Cintron
Producer
Michael Wuerth
Michael Wuerth
Mastering Engineer

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They're on the floor To the floor On the floor On the floor To the floor On the floor To the floor To the floor On the floor On the floor From the floor On the floor On the floor On the floor From the floor On the floor On the floor 4am But the party never ends We're gonna ride the light all through the night And no matter where you're from We're gonna bring the fun So buckle up and bring your gun London Paris Rome Athens This is your call to arms Be sure to pack your charms Don't you ring the alarm You'll bring the world to harm Ladies and gentlemen Come on down You know what this is We're all high in the clouds All the hands in the sky Will block the sunrise Dry the tears from your eyes Only lonely cries No exes Just hexes Wave it in the air Like you just don't give a fuck Because the party doesn't stop Before the beat that's gonna drop And all the vodka that'll roll Over the pounding of your soul Against the concrete on your feet Will be the beating in the streets You feel it warmer underneath? Bring it all back now Cuz you're feelin' so fresh now Where the fellas gonna play it now? All the ladies let 'em say it loud Don't you know you're in a game right now? Cuz you're feelin' so trashed now All the fella won't be playin' now You're goin' down, down, down, down, down Wait, where are all the ladies at? Why don't they get up and come over now? They look a little dead right now No they can't be really dead right now We only just began the party now Grab a leg and get 'em up now Wait, why'd a feel a sting right now? Guess I'm right where I belong right now (Hannibal Lecter) Closer, please Closer Now, tell me... What did Miggs say to you? He hissed at you What did he say? (Clarice Starling) He said... "I can smell your cunt" Bring it all back now (To the floor) Cuz you're feelin' so fresh now (On the floor) Where the fellas gonna play it now? (On the floor) All the ladies let 'em say it loud (To the floor) Don't you know you're in a game right now? (On the floor) Cuz you're feelin' so trashed now (To the floor) All the fella won't be playin' now (To the floor) You're goin down, down, down, down, down (On the floor) Wait, where are all the ladies at? (On the floor) Why don't they get up and come over now? (From the floor) They look a little dead right now (On the floor) No they can't be really dead right now (On the floor) We only just began the party now (On the floor) Grab a leg and get 'em up now (From the floor) Wait, why'd a feel a sting right now? (On the floor) Guess I'm right where I belong right now (On the floor)
Writer(s): Sebastian Cintron Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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