I wanna stay up all night Like this, all night, hey Up all night (Up up all night) Katy Perry’s on replay She's on replay DJ got the floor to shake, the floor to shake And jump around until we see the sun Hold on to the feeling

Keep living loud and proud They never can hold you down Everything that I say won't mean anything less When I'm down in a grave And you've put me to rest This is for the kids with the beaten in lips Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists

Alright alright, all day all night I'm just tryna move up front They tell me I was born to lose But I made a good good thing out of bad bad news Let me slip through (let me slip through) Why you tryna hold me back? (I ain't) Lil more of this, lil less of

La da da da dah Hold up, hey It's the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg) You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E You know who's back up in this motherfucker? What what what what? So blaze the weed up then Blaze it up Just blaze that shit up, nigga

Hold on, hold on 'Cause an empty room can be so loud It's too many tears to drown them out So hold on, hold on When you love someone, and they break your heart Don't give up on love have faith to restart Just hold on, hold on 'Cause there's more to life

If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why don't I dream anymore I'm in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up

In this love song, love Love song, love song Hey, hey, love won't find Find its own way home Sun shine, sun shine on me Sun shine, sunshine on me Spirit of the rising sun lift me up Hold me there and never let me fall Love me 'til I die, my heart won't

Hey baby, I'm a country man Hey, I'm a country man A city boy can't do the things I can You need hands, rough not soft To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms Can't get these kind of muscles

So hold up and, take it through the night And we should follow through, to make it alright Now grab each others' hands, get 'em all I wanna see you rock to the piano It's not hard, (it's not hard) But I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio

Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Candles burning, money burning, graveyard these niggas Phantom parkin', big dawg barkin' hey Blood tales on me, oh-oh-oh-oh Shawty