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TYLER JAMES WILLIAMS lyrics : "Tonight's The Night Feat Brandon Mychal Smith & Spencer Lee"

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
Put your hands in the air
Put up your lights


Yeah, they call you the Bling
But your jewels look spoiled

Your platinum chains
Look like aluminum foil
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


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 booed!


The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (C'mon, c'mon)
This club is on fire

Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
[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
Will you rise or fall?
The winner takes all!


Lights up, lights up [x4]
C'mon, c'mon

Lights up, lights up
C'mon, c'mon
Lights up, lights up

C'mon, c'mon
Lights up, lights up
C'mon, c'mon


I know I'm ready and able
But still a kid bussin' all of these tables
I can 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
Feel like I'm in the cage, I need to turn the page
'Cause the other guy's a fake, I could leave the crowd amazed


The party's gone wild
Tonight's the night (C'mon, c'mon)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
[x2]


I'm Bling like my watch
So let's get it tockin'
Your clothes full of holes
Like your granny's ripped stockings

Your style is old
Not a good look
Watch the boss get burnt
Like the food she cooks

Bling, I think you need a shower

I hear you scream
But your odor's much louder
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 (C'mon, c'mon)
This club is on fire
Put up your lights (Let's go, let's go)
[x2]

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