Letras
This is a song for Saturday night
Wherever you are
You might be in Miami
You might be in London
You might be in Atlanta
You might be in, huh, New York
I mean, this is that straight-up, big club anthem
Make your way to the dance floor
That's what I'm talking about
Make your way to the dance floor
Put your fucking drink down
I arrive at the spot
And you know it's 'bout to pop
'Cause the line is down the block
But I don't pay that no mind
We drive around the block
Pull the ride up in the lot
And these boys are piping hot
Ooh, you know what we about to do
'Cause the energy's high
I just might take off my shirt when I get inside
Make new friends while the record spins
You might catch me there with a stupid grin
You can't tell who's who by the way we blend
Don't even care how much I spend
Next week I'm gon' do it again
Next week I'm gon' do it again
In the middle of the dance floor
Middle of the dance floor
Yeah, middle of the dance floor
Make my way, make my way
To the middle of the dance floor
Middle of the dance floor
The middle of the dance floor
Make my way there, make my way there
Flashing lights all around
Floor vibrates from the pumping sound
Feels like we in the jungle now
Feels like we in trouble now
'Cause there's boys all around me in a line
One by one we start to grind
I could do this every night
Even Beyoncé moves to the right
'Cause the energy's high
I just might take off my shirt when I get inside
Make new friends while the record spins
You might catch me there with a stupid grin
You can't tell who's who by the way we blend
Don't even care how much I spend
Next week I'm gon' do it again