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KESHA Lyrics

Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P Diddy (hey, what up girl?)
I wake up in the morning feeling like I am super wealthy like P Diddy and greet whoever is around me.

Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (let's go)
I put on my glasses and leave the house to enjoy the city.

Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Before leaving, I like to brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack Daniel's whiskey.

'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't comin' back
I am not planning to return once I leave for the night.

I'm talkin' pedicure on our toes, toes
We are talking about getting a pedicure for our toes.

Tryin' on all our clothes, clothes
We're trying on all of our clothes.

Boys blowin' up our phones, phones
Boys are calling and texting our phones non-stop.

Drop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDs
We're cruising in our convertible with our favorite CDs playing.

Pullin' up to the parties
We're arriving at the parties.

Tryna get a little bit tipsy
We're trying to get a little bit drunk.

Don't stop, make it pop
We want the music to keep going and make us dance.

DJ, blow my speakers up
We want the DJ to play the music really loud and intense.

Tonight, I'ma fight
I'm going to party until the end of the night.

'Til we see the sunlight
We'll keep partying until the morning.

Tick-tock on the clock
Time is passing by quickly.

But the party don't stop, no
The party will continue on.

Ain't gotta care in the world, but got plenty of beer
We don't have any worries, but we have plenty of beer.

Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
I may not have any money, but I'm already at the party.

And now the dudes are linin' up 'cause they hear we got swagger
Guys are trying to get our attention because they think we're cool.

But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
We reject guys who aren't attractive or cool.

I'm talkin' 'bout everybody gettin' crunk, crunk
We're talking about everyone getting hyped and crazy drunk.

Boys try to touch my junk, junk
Guys are trying to touch my intimate areas.

Gonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunk
We'll hit guys who get too drunk and out of control.

Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out
We'll party until the club kicks us out.

Or the police shut us down, down
We'll stop partying if the police break up the party.

Don't stop, make it pop
We want the music to keep playing and people to keep dancing.

DJ, blow my speakers up
We want the DJ to play the music really loud and intense.

Put your hands up
We want everyone to put their hands in the air and dance.

Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in
The party doesn't officially start until I arrive.

DJ, you build me up
We appreciate the DJ building up the excitement and energy.

You break me down
We appreciate the DJ for bringing down the energy and intensity.

My heart, it pounds
Our heart is racing and pumping with excitement.

Yeah, you got me
The DJ has us hooked on the music.

With my hands up
We want everyone to put their hands in the air and dance.

Don't stop, make it pop
We want the music to keep playing and people to keep dancing.

Tick-tock on the clock
Time is passing by quickly.