TiK ToK
Ke$ha Lyrics
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Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (let's go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't comin' 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
'Til 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
'Til 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' 'bout everybody 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
'Til 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
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
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
DJ, 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
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til 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
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
The lyrics of Ke$ha's song "TiK ToK" depict the life of a young woman who enjoys partying and socializing with friends. She wakes up in the morning feeling like P Diddy, which symbolizes her confidence and swagger. She grabs her glasses and heads out to hit the city before leaving her house. She brushes her teeth with a bottle of Jack Daniels, which represents her rebellious attitude and her desire to live life on her own terms.
The chorus of the song talks about her experience at parties, where she and her friends get pedicures, try on clothes, and receive calls from interested boys. They play their favorite CDs and drive around in their cars with the tops down. The focus is on having fun and being carefree. She encourages the DJ to keep playing music and vows to keep partying until the morning sun shines. The last verse highlights her infatuation with the DJ, whom she describes as being able to build her up and break her down.
Line by Line Meaning
Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P Diddy (hey, what up girl?)
I wake up feeling powerful and ready to conquer the day, just like P Diddy.
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (let's go)
I'm putting on my glasses and heading out to explore the city and have a good time.
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't comin' back
I brush my teeth with whiskey because I know I'm going to party all night and not come back home.
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
We're getting pedicures and trying on clothes while the boys are calling us non-stop. We're driving around in a convertible, listening to our favorite music, and going to parties to get a little drunk.
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til 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
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
We're not stopping the party until the sun comes up, and we're asking the DJ to keep playing music to keep the energy high.
Ain't gotta 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
We don't have a care in the world and have plenty of beer, even if we don't have any money. The guys are interested in us because they think we're cool, but we only want the ones who look like Mick Jagger.
I'm talkin' 'bout everybody 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
We're getting crazy and wild, and the boys are trying to touch us inappropriately. We're willing to fight back, and we're not stopping until we get kicked out or the police shut us down.
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
DJ, 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
The DJ's music is making us feel euphoric, and our heartbeats are racing. We're putting our hands up and offering ourselves to the music and the moment.
Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in
The party doesn't really start until I arrive.
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Benjamin Joseph Levin, Kesha Rose Sebert, Lukasz Gottwald
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Abbi
3 Está muy lindo pero en una parte no me gusta porque yo tengo hijos y yo se los pongo a mi hijo Entonces no les gusta Entonces verifique más
@kesha
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@ElPala07
🎉🎉
@ElPala07
Iike if you are a person
@LairtonML
Yess
@DefinitleyNotLondon
YOURE ALIVE!?!
@mrgangstergoat
Weird
@WindiaNata
This is the TikTok I know
@cactuspuppy65
Yes
@hector4292
Very true