Songtexte:
Tik Tok

: wake up in the morning feeling like p. diddy (hey, what up girl?) put my glasses on, i'm out the door ? i'm gonna hit this city (let's go) before

: it's hard aint it hard to stand on guard you just can't get no relief you try and you try to keep it all hid, but they can see it all over your face

Wake up in the morning feeling like P diddy Grab my glasses I'm out the door-I'm gonna hit this city Before I leave, brush my teeth grab a bottle of jack

Goin up to the parties Tryna get a little bit tipsy [CHORUS] Don't stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, Im'ma fight Til we see the sunlight TiK ToK

Wake up in the morning feeling like Joe Jonas (Hey, what up red dress) Got my brothers, we out the door We got the night upon us Before I leave, grab

ou uu fire Yo, Tik Tok, Tik Tok, yo Yo, Tik Tok, Tik Tok, yo Yo, Tik Tok, Tik Tok, yo Sean da Paul, Tik Tok, Bob Sinclair Tik Tok, yo Du-dutty yeah, pumba

tik tok on the clock but the fun dont stop ya know oh oh oh oh dont stop make it rock dj blow my candles out tonight imma sight the sunlight tik tok

tik tok tik tok yow tik tok tik tok yow tik tok tik tok SEAN PAUL BOB SINCLAR Gal if you give me the sexiest wine Tik Tok Tik Tok Tik Tok The sexiest

to the parties, trying to get a little bit tipsy Don?t stop make it pop, DJ blow my speakers up tonight I?m fight till we see the sunlight, tik tok