

Prompt / Lyrics
Intro Yeah Midnight dripping in gold Turn it up Let ‘em watch Verse 1 Champagne bottles popping, floor getting wet Flashlights blinding, yeah they won’t forget High heels cutting through the smoke so clean Red dress screaming: long live the queen Bass so loud, feel it under my skin Walk in alone, still I’m taking the win Every step heavy, every look sharp I don’t chase love, I just leave my mark Pre-Chorus Hands up, no rules, no shame I don’t play nice, I don’t play tame Eyes on me when I move that slow They already know, yeah they already know Chorus Pop the bottles, let it spill tonight I don’t need permission, I own this night Move it like there’s no tomorrow No regrets, no guilt, no sorrow Yeah I shake it free, yeah I shake it mean I’m the crown, the fire, the fucking queen Dance till the morning breaks the scene I’m legit, baby — I’m a dream Verse 2 They talk big but they don’t compare I see them freeze when I flip my hair I don’t belong to nobody’s hands I run my world, I make my plans Play ‘em close or play ‘em dumb I choose the beat, I choose the drum I can want it all or nothing at all Still stand tall, never fall Pre-Chorus No strings tied, no tears tonight I do what I want under neon lights If they can’t handle how I glow That’s not my weight, that’s not my load Chorus Pop the bottles, let it spill tonight I don’t need permission, I own this night Move it like there’s no tomorrow No regrets, no guilt, no sorrow Yeah I shake it free, yeah I shake it mean I’m the crown, the fire, the fucking queen Dance till the morning breaks the scene I’m legit, baby — I’m a dream Bridge I don’t need love to feel alive Just the beat and the strobe tonight Look, don’t touch, know your place I set the pace, I run the race You want control? I already won I don’t get caught, I just have fun Say my name when I leave the room I’m the rumor, I’m the boom Break Hands on the wall, bass in my spine Time don’t exist, we’re crossing the line No tomorrow in my head Just red lights, sweat, and confidence Final Chorus Pop the bottles, hear the glass cry Another night under burning skies I don’t slow down, I don’t behave I don’t get saved — I get praised Shake it hard, shake it clean This whole floor bows to the queen Dance till the daylight kills the dream Still legit — still a dream Outro Morning comes, crown stays on They fade out, I carry on
Tags
Funk carioca, spanische Vocals, schnelle Drums, klatscherbeats, heiß, wild, gefährlich-sinnlich, club vibe explosivo
3:24
No
12/26/2025