作曲 : B Levin
 Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P-Diddy (hey what's up girl)
 Grab my glasses I'm out the door I'm gonna hit the 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
 Tryna get a little bit tipsy
 Don't stop, make it pop
 DJ, blow my speakers up
 Tonight, Imma fight
 'Til we see the sunlight
 TiK ToK, on the clock
 But the party don't stop no
 Whoa-oh oh oh
 Whoa-oh oh oh
 I'm talkin' bout - everybody getting crunk, crunk
 Boys tryna touch my junk, junk
 Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
 Now the party don't start 'til I walk in
 Don't stop, make it pop
 DJ, blow my speakers up
 Tonight, Imma fight
 'Til we see the sunlight
 TiK ToK, on the clock
 But the party don't stop no
 Whoa-oh oh oh
 Whoa-oh oh oh