Letras:Bridgit Mendler. And the Crowd Goes.

Who's that tryin' to talk to me?
Standin' over there lookin' like a wannabe
Keep me on ice, subzero degrees
I'm so solid that you can't see through me

We rock the stage like a playoff game
Don't have to say it, you know my name
Three-point shot, no time on the clock
And the crowd goes wild, are you ready or not?!
Oh

And the crowd goes
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
And the crowd goes
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
And the crowd goes
I'm a superstar and I got a cool car
And the girls like me better than whoever you are
Cuz I make your day
Lemme hear you say
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh


You can't do something like that
It's the crush!

Here we go, here we go!

And the crowd goes
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
And the crowd goes
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
C'mon c'mon
And the crowd goes
I'm a superstar and I got a cool car
And the girls like me better than whoever you are
Cuz I make your day
Lemme hear you say
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh