No Broken Hearts (Jordan XL Remix)

We goin' straight to Miami
Hop on a plane, don't need no plans
Shinin' so hard like a Grammy
Forget all the players what they did

We gon' be buyin' the drinks
We gon' be buyin' the drinks
Line up the bottles, line up the models
We gon' forget everything

Oh, ai-ain't nobody goin' home
You-you know what you came for
To dance off the pain, don't feel a thing, just feel the champagne
If you're feelin' lonely, better let me hear you sing

No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks, pour it up
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight

We only got one life
So let's go hard 'til the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks, pour it up
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight

We gonna do it real biggie, sy is the limit in this town
We takin' over the city, we too high to bring us down
We gonna do what we do, we gonna do what we do
Three in the mornin', four in the mornin', meet you for eggs in the mornin'

Oh, ai-ain't nobody goin' home
You-you know what you came for
To dance off the pain, don't feel no shame, just feel the champagne
If you're feelin' lonely, better let me hear you sing

No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks, pour it up
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight

We only got one life
So let's go hard 'til the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks, pour it up
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight

Yo, ay-yo, Bebe, anybody hatin' need a pee-pee
Sip a little Myx, pop pills 'til I'm sleepy
I'm the one that bust it open out in Waikiki
Pull up in the Ghost, I'm creepy
They don't want beef, we proved it
Niggas better keep it on wax like a Q-tip
Keep his dick wetter than the cruise ship
Flower than a tulip, flyer than your new bitch
I do's it, yep, I'm up two zip

Girls is my sons, I'm givin' them milf teas
They be sweatin' me, headbands and gym tees
Like bad knees on Dirk Nowitzki's
It is going down like M. Lewinsky's
Wrist freeze, yep, my wrist on pink skis
Ring finger be shittin' on my pinky's (whoo)
Make 'em mad, aw, man, I got 'em hatin' bad
Bloodclaat, money green like Jamaican flags

No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks, pour it up
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight

We only got one life
So let's go hard 'til the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks, pour it up
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Christopher Shave, Kandace Ferrel, David Anthony Phelan, George Astasio, Onika Tanya Maraj, Bleta Rexha, Alexander Oriet, Jacob Kasher, Jason Andrew Pebworth
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