*Clap* (x8)
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
This club is on fire
Put up your lights
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
(Its about to go down)
(Its about to go down)
Put your hands in the air
Its about to go down!
-The Boss-
And they call you "The Bling"
But your do's look spored
Your platinum chains
I take aluminium for
Hat's too small
'Cause 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
It's about to go down
Put your hands in the air
It's about to go down
-Bling-
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
Your 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 boo'd!
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (x2)
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
before you rise or fall
The winner takes all!
(Lights off)
(Lights)
(Lights off) (x3)
(lights)
(Lights off) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
(light off) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
(Lights off) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
(light) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
-Cyrus-
I know I'm ready and able
But im stuck here bussing all of these tables
I could 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
We're locked up in the cage, I need to turn the page
'Cause the other guys are fake, I could leave the crowd amazed
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (x2)
-Bling-
I'm Bling like my watch
So let's get it talkin'
And clothes full of holes
Like your granny's ripped stockin'
Your style is old
Not a good look
Watch the boss get burnt
Like the food she cooks
-The Boss-
Bling, I think you need a shower
I hear you scream
But your odour's much louder
-Bling-
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
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (x2)
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
This club is on fire
Put up your lights
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
(Its about to go down)
(Its about to go down)
Put your hands in the air
Its about to go down!
-The Boss-
And they call you "The Bling"
But your do's look spored
Your platinum chains
I take aluminium for
Hat's too small
'Cause 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
It's about to go down
Put your hands in the air
It's about to go down
-Bling-
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
Your 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 boo'd!
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (x2)
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
before you rise or fall
The winner takes all!
(Lights off)
(Lights)
(Lights off) (x3)
(lights)
(Lights off) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
(light off) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
(Lights off) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
(light) (x2)
Come on! Come on!
-Cyrus-
I know I'm ready and able
But im stuck here bussing all of these tables
I could 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
We're locked up in the cage, I need to turn the page
'Cause the other guys are fake, I could leave the crowd amazed
The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (x2)
-Bling-
I'm Bling like my watch
So let's get it talkin'
And clothes full of holes
Like your granny's ripped stockin'
Your style is old
Not a good look
Watch the boss get burnt
Like the food she cooks
-The Boss-
Bling, I think you need a shower
I hear you scream
But your odour's much louder
-Bling-
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
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (x2)
