[Verse 1]

You got a secret, like you Victoria’s

I’m back on a Tuesday

Fuck, it feels glorious

I’m on the back beat

Sippin’ in the back seat

Listenin’ to N’SYNC

No, not Backstreet

Yes I can get it on my mind, my oh my

While I’m waving out the window

Like “Bye, Bye, Bye”

Yeah, that bitch?

Yeah, she a bad bitch

Saw her texting earlier

Fuck we got Catfish

I don’t know if you can see it

While I take it whole

I am like that Kendrick verse

‘Cause, bitch, I’m outta control

If you, wanna see it while I go

I slinging names

I be rocking all gold

Like I’m Trinidad James

And we never fail

Yeah, pale in comparison

Rocking Holy Grail

Yeah, you can say you got it in

I ain’t even know about it

They can get it for

Rocking royals that’s the Lorde

Chilling on the tennis court

[Hook: Miley Cyrus]

And we can’t stop

And we won’t stop

Can’t you see it’s we who own the night

Can’t you see it we who bout’ that life

And we can’t stop

And we won’t stop

We run things, Things don’t run we

We don't take nothing from nobody

Yeah, yeah!

[Verse 2]

Give me a verse

No go and pass that

I’m saying lemme go

Casino running black jack

Where I’m winning, uh

Yes, not when it’s said and done

I be hitting aces and jacks

I’m talkin’ that 21

If you wanna know it better

Need no explainers

I'mma say that double X

While I’m rockin’ ‘round, the Macarena

Now that’s old school

You know I’m running for

Katy Perry on the beat

Bitches lemme hear you roar

Yes, do it every time

See me coming, those warning signs

Coming soon when you fear that

You already done son

Say “God damn, who the fuck wrote ‘London’?”

Yes, I’m coming through

Yeah, oh, I got those flame-os

If you want they got those lame-os

Full House, like I’m John Stamos

I’m the uncle, I’m that Hollaback girl

Fucking that world

If you want, Say Something

You got nothing that good

[Hook: Miley Cyrus]

And we can’t stop

And we won’t stop

Can’t you see it’s we who own the night

Can’t you see it we who bout’ that life

And we can’t stop

And we won’t stop

We run things, Things don’t run we

We don't take nothing from nobody

Yeah, yeah!

[Verse 3]

So la da di da di, we like to party

Dancing with Miley

Doin’ whatever we want

Yeah, this is our house

These are our rules

And we can’t stop getting’

Yeah, you gotta work

Yeah, you take it to the top

Miley, let me see you twerk

If you want to do it

I’ve been working on

Yeah, those freaky days

VMA’s make a fool

Loud, like at those VMA’s

[Hook: Miley Cyrus]

And we can’t stop…

And we can’t stop

And we won’t stop

Can’t you see it’s we who own the night

Can’t you see it we who bout’ that life

And we can’t stop

And we won’t stop

We run things, Things don’t run we

We don't take nothing from nobody

Yeah, yeah!

Lemme see you see you twerk

Miley, Miley, Miley, Twerk

Twerk, Miley, Miley, Miley, Twerk