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Tik Tok by Kesha







                       Tik Tok







Tuning Standard

Inro/Verse

E---------------------------------------------------------|
B---------------------------------------------------------|
G----------------------10-10-10---14-------------10-10-10-|
D---12-12-12--12-14-14----------12--12--12-14-14----------|
A---------------------------------------------------------|
E---------------------------------------------------------|

Chorus 1.1

E--------------------------------------------------------|
B--------------------------------------------------------|
G---3-3-3--3-5-5-7-7-7-----------------------------------|
D---x-x-x--x-x-x-x-x-x-----------------------------------|
A---1-1-1--1-3-3-5-5-5-----------------------------------|
E--------------------------------------------------------|

Chorus 1.2

E--------------------------------------------------------|
B--------------------------------------------------------|
G--------------------------------------------------------|
D---5/7/5//12-12-10-12-----------------------------------|
A---x/x/x//x--x--x--x------------------------------------|
E---3/5/3//10-10-8--10-----------------------------------|

Breakdown thingy

E--------------------------------------------------------|
B--------------------------------------------------------|
G--------------------------------------------------------|
D--------------------------------------------------------|
A----------12~10~------12~10~------12~10~----------------|
E---18~15~-------18~15~------18~15~------18~15~~---------|


Song order

Inrto/Verse X3
Chorus 1.1 X3
Chorus 1.2 X1
Chorus 1.1 X3
Chorus 1.2 X1
Intro/Verse X3
Breakdown thingy X1
Chorus 1.1 X3
Chorus 1.2 X1
Chorus 1.1 X3
Chorus 1.2 X1






Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P Diddy (hey, what up girl?)
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this 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
Drop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDs
Pullin' up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Ain't got a care in the world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And now the dudes are linin' up 'cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talkin' 'bout everybody gettin' crunk, crunk
Boys try to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunk
Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us down
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh








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version 2









Bb                              C       Dm
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Bb                                              C        Dm
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door - I’m gonna hit this city
Bb                                     C         Dm
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Bb                                         C      Dm
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back
Bb
I’m talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
C                  Dm
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Bb                           
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Bb           
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
C                 Dm
Pulling up to the parties
Bb
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

[CHORUS]
Bb                 
Don’t stop, make it pop
     C               Dm
DJ, blow my speakers up
Bb              
Tonight, I’mma fight
         C          Dm
‘Til we see the sunlight
Bb
Tick tock, on the clock
         C           Dm
But the party don’t stop no
Gm
Oh woah wuh-oh
C
Oh woah wuh-oh


That's it for the song I guess. Except for the bridge:
TIK TOK - KESHA
Standard Tuning.

This song is so damn catchy. 
Chorded by: Sonia. 
Bb                              C       Dm
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Bb                                              C        Dm
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door - I’m gonna hit this city
Bb                                     C         Dm
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Bb                                         C      Dm
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back
Bb
I’m talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
C                  Dm
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Bb                           
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Bb           
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
C                 Dm
Pulling up to the parties
Bb
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

[CHORUS]
Bb                 
Don’t stop, make it pop
     C               Dm
DJ, blow my speakers up
Bb              
Tonight, I’mma fight
         C          Dm
‘Til we see the sunlight
Bb
Tick tock, on the clock
         C           Dm
But the party don’t stop no
Gm
Woah-oh oh oh
C
Woah-oh oh oh


That's it for the song I guess. Except for the bridge, play this:
Bb              
DJ, you build me up
Gm
You break me down
Dm
My heart, it pounds
C
Yeah, you got me
Bb
With my hands up
Dm
You got me now
C
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me


No, the party dont start till I walk in.









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version 3









Guitar I - Standard (E A D G B E)

INTRO:
e|------------------------------|-----------------------------|
B|------------------------------|-----------------------------|
G|------------------------------|----14-----------------------|
D|--12-12-12-12h14-14-15-15-15--|--12--12--12h14-14-15-15-15--|  
A|------------------------------|-----------------------------|
E|------------------------------|-----------------------------|   x2


VERSE:
e|----------------------------|
B|--7-7-7--7/9--9---10-10-10--|
G|--7-7-7--7/10-10--10-10-10--|
D|--5-5-5--5/7--7---8--8--8---|
A|----------------------------|
E|----------------------------|


CHORUS:
e|-------------------|
B|-------------------|
G|--3-3-3--5-5--7-7--|
D|--3-3-3--5-5--7-7--|
A|--1-1-1--3-3--5-5--|
E|-------------------|

[VERSE]
[CHORUS]

BREAKDOWN:
e|------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|--14-12--------14-12--------14-12--------14-12--------------------|
D|--------15-12--------15-12--------15-12--------15-14-14-12-14-15--|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------|  x4


[CHORUS x2]





Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P Diddy (hey, what up girl?)
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this 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
Drop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDs
Pullin' up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Ain't got a care in the world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And now the dudes are linin' up 'cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talkin' 'bout everybody gettin' crunk, crunk
Boys try to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunk
Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us down
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh









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version 4








|--------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------10---------------------|
|-7-7-7-7-9-9-10-10-10-10-7----7-7-9-9-10-10-10-10-|
|--------------------------------------------------|
|--------------------------------------------------|
|--------------------------------------------------|

|-------------------------------|
|---------------------------6---|
|-7-7-7-7-9-9-10-10-10-10-3---3-|
|-------------------------------|
|-------------------------------|
|-------------------------------|

|--------------------------------|
|---10---------------------------|
|---10---------------------------|
|-8----8-8-10-10-10-10-12-12-12\-|
|-8----8-8-10-10-10-10-12-12-12\-|
|-8----8-8-10-10-10-10-12-12-12\-|

|-------------|
|-------------|
|-------------|
|-------------|
|-------5v-3v-|
|-8v-5v-------|





Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P Diddy (hey, what up girl?)
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this 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
Drop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDs
Pullin' up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Ain't got a care in the world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And now the dudes are linin' up 'cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talkin' 'bout everybody gettin' crunk, crunk
Boys try to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunk
Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us down
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'ma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick-tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa-oh










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version 5









tuning: standard
capo: 3rd fret


G                              A       Bm
Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy
       G                                       A        Bm        
Put my glasses on, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city
         G                            A         Bm
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
             G                            (A)    (Bm)         
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
              G
I'm talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
A                 Bm
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
G                                  A     Bm
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
             G
Drop-toping, playing our favorite CDs
A                 Bm
Pulling up to the parties
G
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

      G
Don't stop, make it pop
    A       Bm
DJ, blow my speakers up
  G
Tonight, I'mma fight
        A         Bm
'Til we see the sunlight
     G
Tick tock, on the clock
        A           Bm
But the party don't stop no
Em
Woah-oh oh oh
Bm         A
Woah-oh oh oh 2x

            G                      A         Bm
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
             G                           A       Bm
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
         G                              A           Bm 
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
       G                                (A)            (Bm)
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
                    G
I'm talking about - everybody getting crunk, crunk
A                       Bm
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
      G                                        A     Bm   
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
              G
Not, not - we goin' til they kick us out, out
       A               Bm
Or the police shut us down, down
G                       
Police shut us down, down, po-po shut us-

      G
Don't stop, make it pop
    A       Bm
DJ, blow my speakers up
  G
Tonight, I'mma fight
        A         Bm
'Til we see the sunlight
     G
Tick tock, on the clock
        A           Bm
But the party don't stop no
Em
Woah-oh oh oh
Bm         A
Woah-oh oh oh 2x

    G            Em               Bm
DJ, you build me up, you break me down
             A
My heart, it pounds, yeah, you got me
G             Em             Bm
With my hands up, you got me now
             A
You got that sound, yeah, you got me
    G            Em               Bm
DJ, you build me up, you break me down
             A
My heart, it pounds, yeah, you got me
G             Em                       
With my hands up, put your hands up
Em              
Put your hands up


No, the party don't start 'til I walk in

      G
Don't stop, make it pop
    A       Bm
DJ, blow my speakers up
  G
Tonight, I'mma fight
        A         Bm
'Til we see the sunlight
     G
Tick tock, on the clock
        A           Bm
But the party don't stop no
Em
Woah-oh oh oh
Bm         A  G --> in the end
Woah-oh oh oh 2x 










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version 6










Capo 3
Standard Tuning


C                               D      Em
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
C                                            D        Em
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city
C                                     D         Em
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
C (strum once let ring)
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back

C
I'm talking pedicure on our toes, toes
D                 Em
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
C                                  D    Em
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
C
Drop-topping, playing our favorite CDs
D                 Em
Pulling up to the parties
C (Strum once let ring)
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

C
Don't stop, make it pop
    D                Em
DJ, blow my speakers up
C
Tonight, I'mma fight
        D          Em
'Til we see the sunlight
C
Tick tock on the clock
        D           Em
But the party don't stop, no

oh oh oh woahhh
oh oh oh woahhh

C
Don't stop, make it pop
    D                Em
DJ, blow my speakers up
C
Tonight, I'mma fight
        D          Em
'Til we see the sunlight
C
Tick tock on the clock
        D           Em
But the party don't stop, no

C                                  D         Em
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
C                                        D       Em
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
C                                           D           Em
And now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
C                                      D              Em
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger

C
I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk
D                       Em
Boys tryin' to touch my junk, junk
C                                              D      Em
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk

C
Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out
D                     Em
Or the police shut us down, down
C
Police shut us down, down
(nothing played)
Po-po shut us doooooowwwwwnnnnnn

C
Don't stop, make it pop
    D                Em
DJ, blow my speakers up
C
Tonight, I'mma fight
        D          Em
'Til we see the sunlight
C
Tick tock on the clock
        D           Em
But the party don't stop, no

oh oh oh woahhh
oh oh oh woahhh

C
Don't stop, make it pop
    D                Em
DJ, blow my speakers up
C
Tonight, I'mma fight
        D          Em
'Til we see the sunlight
C
Tick tock on the clock
        D           Em
But the party don't stop, no

Am               D
DJ, you build me up
             Em
You break me down
Em           Am
My heart, it pounds
Am
Yeah, you got me

Am            D
With my hands up
D          Em
You got me now
Em           Am
You got that sound
Am
Yeah, you got me

Am               D
DJ, you build me up
             Em
You break me down
Em           Am
My heart, it pounds
Am
Yeah, you got me

Am
With my hands up
D
Put your hands up
Em
Put your hands up

(spoken)
Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in

C
Don't stop, make it pop
    D                Em
DJ, blow my speakers up
C
Tonight, I'mma fight
        D          Em
'Til we see the sunlight
C
Tick tock on the clock
        D           Em
But the party don't stop, no

oh oh oh woahhh
oh oh oh woahhh

C
Don't stop, make it pop
    D                Em
DJ, blow my speakers up
C
Tonight, I'mma fight
        D          Em
'Til we see the sunlight
C
Tick tock on the clock
        D           Em
But the party don't stop, no










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version 7









Standard tuning, CAPO ON 5TH FRET

F                              G      Am
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
        F                                    G        Am
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city
         F                            G         Am    
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
              F                            G      Am
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
            F
I'm talking pedicure on our toes, toes
G                 Am
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
F                                      G    Am    
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
              F
Drop-topping, playing our favorite CDs
G                 Am
Pulling up to the parties
F                              (no chords)
Trying to get a little bit tip- syyyyyyyy
      F
Don't stop, make it pop
    G                Am
DJ, blow my speakers up
  F 
Tonight, I'mma fight
        G          Am
'Til we see the sunlight
     F
Tick tock on the clock
        G           Am 
But the party don't stop, no
C
Whoah-oh-oh-oh
G
Whoah-oh-oh-oh


And just repeat like that throughout the song.









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version 8








Capo 3


G                              A       Bm
Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy
G                                             A        Bm
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door I’m gonna hit this city
G                                     A         Bm
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
G                                         N.C.
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back

G
I’m talking pedicure on our toes, toes
A             Bm
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
G                                  A Bm                         
Boys blowin' up our phones, phones      drop-topin'
G           
Playing our favorite cds
A             Bm
Pulling up to the parties
Em
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

Chorus:
      G                     A          Bm
Don’t stop, make it pop, DJ blow my speakers up
 G                           A       Bm       
Tonight, I’mma fight ‘til we see the sunlight
G                               A           Bm
Tick tock, on the clock But the party don’t stop, no
Em
Woah oh oh oh
Bm      A
Woah oh oh oh

Chorus

            G                      A         Bm
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
             G                           A       Bm
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
             G                              A            Bm
And now, the dudes are linin' up cause they hear we got swagger
       G                                N.C.
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger

                  G
I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk
A                    Bm
Boys tryin' to touch my junk, junk
      G                                        A Bm
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk      now, now
   G
We go until they kick us out, out
       A              Bm
Or the police shut us down, down

Police shut us down, down
Bm
Po-po shut us

Chorus x2

 G               Em              Bm
DJ, you build me up you break me down 
             A
My heart, it pounds yeah, you got me
G              Em            Bm
 With my hands up You got me now
             A
You got that sound, yeah, you got me
 G               Em              Bm
DJ, you build me up you break me down 
             A
My heart, it pounds yeah, you got me
G             Em
 With my hands put your hands up

Put your hands up


No, the party don't start till I walk in

Chorus x2









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version 9








Key: F

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Chords used:
Bb - x13331
C -  x32010
Dm - xx0231
Gm - 355333


Verse 1:
Bb
Wake up in the morning 
        C       Dm
feeling like P. Diddy
       Bb
Put my glasses on I’m out the 
               C        Dm
door I’m gonna hit this city
         Bb
Before I leave brush my teeth 
       C         Dm
with a bottle of Jack
             Bb
Cause when I leave for the 
              (hold)
night I ain’t coming back
            Bb
I’m talking pedicure 
on our toes toes
C                 Dm
Trying on all our clothes clothes
Bb                               C Dm
Boys blowing up our phones phones
            Bb 
Drop-toping playing our favorite cds
C                 Dm
Pulling up to the parties
Gm                              (hold)
Trying to get a little bit tipsy


Chorus:
       Bb                 
Don’t stop make it pop
   C                Dm
DJ blow my speakers up
  Bb              
Tonight I’mma fight
       C          Dm
Til we see the sunlight
    Bb
Tik tok on the clock
        C           Dm
But the party don’t stop no
Gm
Oh woah wuh-oh
Dm          C
Oh woah wuh-oh
       Bb                 
Don’t stop make it pop
   C                Dm
DJ blow my speakers up
  Bb              
Tonight I’mma fight
       C          Dm
Til we see the sunlight
    Bb
Tik tok on the clock
        C           Dm
But the party don’t stop no
Gm
Oh woah wuh-oh
Dm          C
Oh woah wuh-oh


Verse 2:
           Bb
Aint got a care in world
        C         Dm
but got plenty of beer
            Bb
Aint got no money in my pocket
       C       Dm
but Im already here
            Bb
And now the dudes are lining up 
           C           Dm
cause they hear we got swagger
       Gm
But we kick them to the curb 
            (hold)
unless they look 
like Mick Jagger
Im talking about
Bb
Everybody getting crunk crunk
C                       Dm
Boys trying to touch my junk-junk <---it means VAGINA in slang
       Bb
Gonna smack him if he 
                       C Dm
getting too drunk drunk
           Bb
Now now we going until 
they kick us out out
       C
Or the holy shit
   Dm
is down down
(hold)
Holy shit is down down
Ho ho shit is down down


(Chorus)


Bridge:
Bb                Gm
  DJ you build me up
             Dm
You break me down
            C
My heart it pounds
Yeah you got me
Bb              Gm
  With my hands up
           Dm
You got me now
             C
You got that sound
Yeah you got me
Bb                Gm
  DJ you build me up
             Dm
You break me down
            C
My heart it pounds

Yeah you got me
Bb              Gm
  With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
       (hold)
No the party don't 
start until I walk in


(Repeat Chorus)

Outro: Bb(hold)









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version 10







Capo: 3rd Fret

Main Riff
e|------------------------|---------------------------|
B|------------------------|---10----------------------|
G|-7-7-7---7-9-9-10-10-10-|-7----7---7-9-9-10-10-10---|
D|------------------------|---------------------------|
A|------------------------|---------------------------|
E|------------------------|---------------------------|

Verse I:
G                              A       Bm
Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy
G                                             A        Bm
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door I’m gonna hit this city
G                                     A         Bm
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
G                                         N.C.
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back

Pre-Chorus II:
G
I’m talking pedicure on our toes, toes
A             Bm
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
G                                  A Bm                         
Boys blowin' up our phones, phones      drop-topin'
G           
Playing our favorite cds
A             Bm
Pulling up to the parties
Em
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

Chorus:
      G                     A          Bm
Don’t stop, make it pop, DJ blow my speakers up
 G                           A       Bm       
Tonight, I’mma fight ‘til we see the sunlight
G                               A           Bm
Tick tock, on the clock But the party don’t stop, no
Em
Woah oh oh oh
Bm      A
Woah oh oh oh

Verse II:
            G                      A         Bm
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
             G                           A       Bm
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
             G                              A            Bm
And now, the dudes are linin' up cause they hear we got swagger
       G                                N.C.
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger


Pre-Chours II:
                  G
I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk
A                    Bm
Boys tryin' to touch my junk, junk
      G                                        A Bm
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk      now, now
   G
We go until they kick us out, out
       A              Bm
Or the police shut us down, down

Police shut us down, down
Bm
Po-po shut us

Chorus x2

Breakdown

e|--------------|
B|--------------|
G|--------7--5--|
D|--8--5--------|
A|--------------|
E|--------------|


 G               Em              Bm
DJ, you build me up you break me down 
             A
My heart, it pounds yeah, you got me
G              Em            Bm
 With my hands up You got me now
             A
You got that sound, yeah, you got me
 G               Em              Bm
DJ, you build me up you break me down 
             A
My heart, it pounds yeah, you got me
G             Em
 With my hands put your hands up

Put your hands up


   N.C.           CLAP!       CLAP!
No, the party don't start till I walk in

Chorus x2









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