Released: March 11, 2011

Songwriter: Space Cowboy Al Puodziukas Jesse F. Keeler John Legend Just Blaze Mac Miller

Producer: Just Blaze

[Intro]
Just Blaze, haha (Yeah, yeah)
Swag, haha (Aha)
Uh, and this the best day ever (Hey)

[Chorus]
I got my cup filled up (Filled up)
We came to have a good time, so turn my music high
We gon' tear this place up (Place up)
Warn the neighbors it's a party, so go tell everybody (Uh)
We party all around the world, we party all around the world
We party all around the world, we party all around the world

[Verse 1]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I got my cup filled, bitches all around me, on some bachelor shit
Eyes half closed, heavy like they was attached to bricks
Around the world, I use my atlas, make a map of it
Globe trotter, ho hopper, superstar, asterik
People always wonder, so they ask us who we are (Are)
Rollin' up to clubs when we too young to hit the bar (Bar)
Wanna be on top and tryna get there by tomorrow
See the money, bitches, bubbly, designer clothes, foreign cars
But I (I,) ain't never gonna change, different city every day
You hear these people scream my name
They think I'm underage, and don't know shit about the game
'Til I'm drunk as fuck, on the couch, pourin' out champagne
Livin' life like it's my job, and I don't ever take a day off
Shit ain't been the same since I seen my music take off
I be on some "I don't give a fuck" shit
Still with my homies I came up with
So celebrate the fact that we young, rich, and famous

[Chorus]
I got my cup filled up (Filled up)
We came to have a good time, so turn my music high
We gon' tear this place up (Place up)
Warn the neighbors it's a party, so go tell everybody (Uh)
We party all around the world, we party all around the world
We party all around the world, we party all around the world

[Verse 2]
Hey, go Europe to Japan, then Mexico to France
Bitches of every nationality, get up and dance
So, let me see your hands please
We makin' noise like a stampede
So much smoke up in this bitch, you can't breathe
Somewhere where it's sandy, Cali or Miami
This the only way to do, and never made a plan B
Can't we get it how we live?
Tonight ain't the night to chill, tonight we do it big
Girls comin' all dressed up, then they takin' off their clothes (Clothes)
You know your man a amateur, come party with some pros (Pros)
You need somethin' new, I know your life is gettin' old (Old)
But we ain't gettin' younger, so tonight's the night to go (Go)
So (So,) crazy, treat it like your last night
Even if you broke, spend tonight like your cash right
This is fast life, don't you worry, baby, we ain't here to slow it down
Tonight we goin' crazy, and tomorrow you can hold me down

[Chorus]
I got my cup filled up (Filled up)
We came to have a good time, so turn my music high
We gon' tear this place up (Place up)
Warn the neighbors it's a party, so go tell everybody (Uh)
We party all around the world, we party all around the world
We party all around the world, we party all around the world

[Outro]
Let's go around the world (Hey), around the world
Around the whole wide world (And it's the best day ever)
The whole wide world, go around the world, around the world
Around the whole wide world, the whole world
Around the world, around the whole wide world
Whole wide world, the whole wide world, the whole wide world
Around the whole wide world, the world
Yeah

Mac Miller

Malcolm James McCormick (Jan. 19, 1992 – Sept. 7, 2018), who performed as Mac Miller, was an American rapper and producer from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Since releasing his first mixtape at just 15 years old, he became one of the leaders of the new school of young and highly talented “weirdos.”

Mac’s credibility in the rap game increased ten-fold and resulted in a slew of quality releases, including 2012’s Macadelic mixtape, his second studio album Watching Movies With The Sound Off, and his critically-acclaimed 2014 mixtape Faces.

He had multiple alter-egos, most notably his producer alias Larry Fisherman and his sick and twisted pitched-up persona (à la Quasimoto,) Delusional Thomas.