Bài hát: Tik Tok

Nhạc sĩ: Kesha Sebert, Lukasz Gottwald, Benjamin Levin

Ca sĩ: Kesha

Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like P-Diddy (hey what’s up girl)
Grab my glasses I’m out the door I’m gonna hit the city (let’s go)
Before I leave brush ma teeth with a bottle of Jack
‘Cause when I leave for the night I ain’t comin’ back

I’m talking pedicure on our toes toes
Trying on all our clothes clothes
Boys blowin’ up our phones phones

Drop top and playin’ our favorite CD’s
Pullin’ up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy

[CHORUS]
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, Imma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Whoa-oh oh oh
Whoa-oh oh oh

Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight

TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Whoa-oh oh oh
Whoa-oh oh oh

Ain’t got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain’t got no money in my pocket, but I’m already here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger

I’m talkin’ bout – everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys tryna touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk

Now, now – we goin’ ’til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us – (down)-man

[CHORUS]
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, Imma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Whoa-oh oh oh
Whoa-oh oh oh

Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, Imma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Whoa-oh oh oh
Whoa-oh oh oh

[BRIDGE]
DJ, 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 ’til I walk in

[CHORUS]
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, Imma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Whoa-oh oh oh
Whoa-oh oh oh

Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up

Tonight, Imma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
TiK ToK, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Whoa-oh oh oh
Whoa-oh oh oh

Bài hát: Right Round

Nhạc sĩ: Tramar Dillard, Lukasz Gottwald, H. Lane, Tim Mosley, A. Grigg, J. Franks, P. Lawrence, B. Mars, Pete Burns, Mike Percy, Tim Lever, Steve Coy

Ca sĩ: Flo Rida, Kesha

(Flo Rida)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Kesha)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Flo Rida)
Hey
Hopped out of that house with my swagger
Hop in that with girl, I got places to go!
People to see, time is precious

I look at my crowd and they out of control
Just like my mind where I’m going
No women, no shorties, no nothin but clothes
No stoppin now, my parolees on role

I like my jewelry, that’s always on gold
I know the storm is comin
my pockets keep tellin me it’s gonna shower
Call up my homies that’s home

Then pop in the night cuz it’s meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot cuz we ballin
it’s platinum patron that be ours

Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you to drink with all that and power clubs

(Flo Rida)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Kesha)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Flo Rida)
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain’t nothin more beautiful to be found
It’s goin down down.

From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain’t nothin more beautiful to be found
It’s goin down down

(Flo Rida)
Hey
Shawty must know I’m not playin
My money love her like a numba one fan
Don’t look at my mouth, let her talk to my fans

My Benjamin Franklin
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin a dance
Get dirty all night, that’s part of my thing
Keep building castles that’s made out of sand

She’s amazing, the fire blazing
Hotter than
Girl won’t you move a lil closer?
Time to get paid, it’s maximum wage
That body belong on a poster

I’m in a daze, that bottom is wavin’ at me
Like damn it I know you
You wanna show like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever and I’ll be your roper ..

(Flo Rida)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
(Kesha)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Flo Rida)
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain’t nothin more beautiful to be found
It’s goin down down

From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain’t nothin more beautiful to be found
It’s goin down down

(Flo Rida)
I’m feelin my money
I’m out of control
Somebody help me
She’s takin my bank roll.

But I’m king golf the club
And I’m wearin the crown
Poppin these bottles
Touchin these models
Watchin they asses go down down

(Flo Rida)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Kesha)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Flo Rida)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down

(Kesha)
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
When you go down, when you go down down .