We Can't Stop

[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