TIK TOK TEKK - Slowed

For the night, I ain't coming back. I'm talking pedicure on our toes, Toes. Trying on all our clothes, Clothes. Boys blowing up our phones, Phones. Drop-topping, playing our favorite CDs. Rolling up to the parties. Tryna give a little bit tipsy. Don't stop, make it pop. Switch it on us with your soul. Tonight, I'ma fight till we see the sunlight. Tick tock on the clock. But the party don't stop, no. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa. Don't stop, make it pop. Switch on us with your soul. Tonight, I'ma fight till we see the sunlight. Tick tock on the clock. But the party don't stop, no. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, whoa, whoa. Ain't that like Mick Jagger? I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, Crunk. Boys try to touch my junk, Junk. Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, Drunk. Na-now we go till they kick us out, Or the police shut us down, down. Police shut us down, down. Po-po shut us-Don't stop, make it pop. Switch it on us with your soul. Tonight, I'ma fight till we see the sunlight. Tick tock on the clock. But the party don't stop, no. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, whoa. Don't stop, make it pop. Switch it on us with your soul. Tonight, I'ma fight till we see the sunlight. Tick tock on the clock. But the party don't stop, Whoa, Whoa, whoa, Whoa.