Cheers Songtext
von Ian Thomas
Cheers Songtext
Yeah
Uh
Audemars Royal Oak, baby
Look up in the sky, I′m a star, baby
How could you not wanna shine crazy?
Hold it up, make a toast, baby
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it's never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Throw your fingers in the air
Flashing lights moving everywhere
Girls in the club falling on the floor
(I bet they be falling for me)
My homies ordering everything they want
Cash, cash, money floating over my zone
Don′t worry, I got this under control
(That's right, that's right, I do it like that)
From the evening to the morning, from the morning to the evening
From the ceiling to the floor, baby, come on and get it
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it′s never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the money, cheers to my ex
Cheers to the future, cheers to my next
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Let′s do this one more time
And let's celebrate everything we couldn′t
The sun is up, but we ain't stopping, it′s all good
You better raise up to the sky
Think about the road we traveled
How we'll do this again to show you how we do
From the evening to the morning, from the morning to the evening
From the ceiling to the floor, baby, come on and get it
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it′s never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Uh, I get it if you ain't got it
Cartier, champagne, what you know 'bout it?
I′m well-resided, bet you can′t even hide it
It's The Weeknd, got Mary and Molly
No shit, you the shit in the scent
Light it up like it′s incense, don't it make sense?
Yeah, we gon′ party 'til the roof cave
Make a toast, one hell of a day
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it′s never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the money, cheers to my ex
Cheers to the future, cheers to my next
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Uh
Audemars Royal Oak, baby
Look up in the sky, I′m a star, baby
How could you not wanna shine crazy?
Hold it up, make a toast, baby
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it's never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Throw your fingers in the air
Flashing lights moving everywhere
Girls in the club falling on the floor
(I bet they be falling for me)
My homies ordering everything they want
Cash, cash, money floating over my zone
Don′t worry, I got this under control
(That's right, that's right, I do it like that)
From the evening to the morning, from the morning to the evening
From the ceiling to the floor, baby, come on and get it
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it′s never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the money, cheers to my ex
Cheers to the future, cheers to my next
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Let′s do this one more time
And let's celebrate everything we couldn′t
The sun is up, but we ain't stopping, it′s all good
You better raise up to the sky
Think about the road we traveled
How we'll do this again to show you how we do
From the evening to the morning, from the morning to the evening
From the ceiling to the floor, baby, come on and get it
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it′s never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Uh, I get it if you ain't got it
Cartier, champagne, what you know 'bout it?
I′m well-resided, bet you can′t even hide it
It's The Weeknd, got Mary and Molly
No shit, you the shit in the scent
Light it up like it′s incense, don't it make sense?
Yeah, we gon′ party 'til the roof cave
Make a toast, one hell of a day
Cheers to the weekend, cheers to the fact
Spending every night like it′s never coming back
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the money, cheers to my ex
Cheers to the future, cheers to my next
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Cheers to the people in the club, to the party
Writer(s): Michael Stevenson, Younes Boukanzir, Asaiah Wala Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

