Cheap Thrills

“Cheap Thrills” is a vibrant and infectious song performed by Sia featuring Sean Paul. Released in 2016, the track combines elements of pop, dancehall, and reggae, creating an energetic and catchy tune.

The song starts with a lively beat and an immediately recognizable melody that hooks listeners right from the beginning. Sia’s distinctive and powerful vocals shine throughout the track, showcasing her unique style and emotive delivery. Her voice effortlessly soars over the upbeat production, creating an uplifting and feel-good atmosphere.

Sean Paul’s featured verses add an additional layer of dynamism to the song. His rhythmic delivery and Jamaican-infused style complement Sia’s vocals, providing a nice contrast and adding an extra touch of excitement to the track.

Lyrically, “Cheap Thrills” encourages listeners to let go of their worries and enjoy life, emphasizing the importance of finding joy in simple and affordable pleasures. The lyrics, although straightforward, resonate with listeners and create a sense of escapism and celebration.

One of the standout features of “Cheap Thrills” is its infectious chorus. The repetitive and catchy hook, combined with the energetic production, makes it a perfect anthem for dancing and having a good time. The song’s irresistible rhythm and memorable melodies make it difficult to resist singing along and moving to the beat.

Overall, “Cheap Thrills” is a lively and uplifting song that showcases the talents of both Sia and Sean Paul. With its infectious melodies, energetic production, and empowering lyrics, it has become a popular hit and a go-to choice for parties and dancefloors.

Cheap Thrills – Sia ft. Sean Paul lyrics

Cognac is in me cup and now me feel alright
Got me spliff rolled up and now me day is right
Dem can’t [?] tonight
Dem can’t come fuck wit we tonight
Cognac is in me cup and now me feel alright
Got me spliff rolled up and now me day is right
Dem can’t [?] tonight
Dem can’t come fuck wit we tonight

Ay yo, dis one dedicated to the girl that really fuck the fan club up
This inspector get chedda [?] up
Gangstas push up, put one up, and jump up
(Sean Paul, once again)
Ay yo, dis one dedicated to the girl that really fuck the fan club up
This inspector get chedda [?] up
Gangstas push up, put one up, and jump up

Ok, you know you’re supposed to know
You know how we do it
You know how it’s ‘posed to go
Don’t stray
We come and we puttin’ it on ’em
Rosé
Stay approach you with fireworks on ’em
You don’t say?
And I hear that they’ doin’ it big
All day
Pop a bottle then take me a swig
Dolcé
Gabbana be lacin’ my crib
Style, cook it be lacin’ my ribs
And portray
An image that’s great for the kids
My forté
Is grindin’ and makin’ them hits
Foreplay
With my mike when I’m bangin a chick
All gray
See the way that it lay on my wrist
Those pay
When they try to go ‘gainst my click
Out in Vegas
At the Mandalay
With Mayweather
Handelin’
A lot of money make your day better
Carryin’

Check, Check
See the microphone Don is back
Expect
Me to make ’em catch cardiacs
Respect
When I sip on my Cogn-y-ac
I make your chick wet
And wanna know where the party at
Except
She already know all of that
Quick prep
Only chicks allowed, sorry black
My trinkets
Gotta dangle and fall on my lap
Blistex
For the bands a little unbuckle my strap
Chin check
You know my handle I’m ready to scrap
Shipwreck
For any vandal, I stay wit’ a Gat
But let us keep it goin’
While our heaters is blowin’
Bitch get
Another bottle and bring it on back
Cause you fish-net
And the rest of your friends
Which meant
We by the door of the club and we ready
For travelin’ chicks
Under my arm with the bottles I’m carryin’