Teledysk
Teledysk
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Mychal Smith
Vocals
Spencer Lee
Vocals
Tyler James Williams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toby Gad
Songwriter
Lindy Robbins
Songwriter
Lavell Crump
Songwriter
James Edward Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Rezin
Mixing Engineer
Toby Gad
Producer
Tekst Utworu
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
(Come on, come on)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights
(Let's go, let's go)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights
(It's about to go down, it's about to go down)
Put your hands in the air
It's about to go down
Yeah, they call you the Bling but your jewels look spoiled
Your platinum chains look like aluminum foil
Hat's too small cos' your head's too big
Hair under your arms like a real big wig
Stop, quit Bling retire
Your breath so bad that your face needs a shower
Marathon wash two or three hours
The roof of your mouth, your mouth is on fire
It's about to go down (Come on)
It's about to go down (Come on, come on)
Put your hands in the air
It's about to go down
They call you the boss but you have no wealth
No employees you should fire yourself
And your pants so tight that you can barely move
You're a bum that says I'll rap for food
You're an actor dude with an attitude
I'm the street's theme song you're an interlude
Gonna put you on a plate watch you get chewed
They should call you a ghost the way you get booed!
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (Come on, come on)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
Put up your lights
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (Let's go, come on)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, light's on)
Anything you can do
I can do better
Bring it when you want to
I'm ready whenever
Show me what you got, got
I'll show you what I got, got
Will you rise or fall?
The winner takes all!
Lights up, lights up
Lights up, lights up
Lights up, lights up
Lights up, lights up (C'mon, C'mon)
Lights up, lights up (C'mon, C'mon)
Lights up, lights up (C'mon, C'mon)
Lights up, lights up (C'mon, C'mon)
I know I'm ready and able
But I'm stuck here, busin' all these tables
I can show I got what it takes
But I already used my fifteen minute break
I'm, working for minimum wage
When I should be up on the stage
Locked up in the cage
I need to turn the page
Cos' the other guy's are fake
I could leave the crowd amazed
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (Come on, come on)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (Come on, come on)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
I'm Bling like my watch so let's get it tockin'
Your clothes full of holes like your granny's ripped stockings
Your style is old not a good look
Watch the boss get burnt like the food she cooks
Bling, I think you need a shower
I hear you scream but your odor's much louder
No, that's the sound of victory
Now do your day job and get my car for me
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (Come on, come on)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (Come on, come on)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
Written by: David Banner, James Edward Smith, James Edward Smith Iii, Lavell Crump, Lindy Robbins, Toby Gad


