[Verse 1]
We rolled up light — suits with sneakers, cufflinks and jokes,
VIP line, but we blagged it — somebody said we’re spokes.
From ramen nights to skyline flights, the glow-up’s real,
Boss moves, busted blunders, now we sign the deals. (Ayy! mic drop!)
[Pre-Chorus]
Laptops closed, gym bags tossed, calendars on mute,
Late nights paid the bills — now we flip the suit.
No more rehabs for broken dreams, just DJ’s remix,
Tonight we trade the stress for stupid party tricks.
[Chorus]
Raise your glass — mic drop, we confess,
From broke jokes to boardroom success.
Dance like the IPO forgot our names, (ayy!)
Toast to the wins and the crazy games.
(Ad-libs: "woo!", "let’s go!", "mic drop!")
[Verse 2]
My bot wrote the roast and roasted my ex (no shame),
Car alarm woke the neighbors — they joined the champagne.
Gym shoes by the cake, treadmill filed a complaint,
Wrong trophy on the stage — says “Best Karaoke Saint.”
Call it luck or the hustle, we made chaos couture,
From bug fixes to bench press PRs, the vibe’s for sure.
[Pre-Chorus Variation]
Phones on flight, stress on mute, we’re cashing in the laughs,
Deadlines turned confetti — we outran the graphs.
Remember when the office fridge stole our lunch? (true)
Now the fridge is open, name on the label — we chew.
[Chorus]
Raise your glass — mic drop, we confess,
From broke jokes to boardroom success.
Now the DJ’s playing our voicemail ringtone,
We laugh so loud the night wrote its own ringtone.
(Ad-libs: “ayy!”, “mic drop!”, “cheers!”)
[Bridge]
Jeet ki party, bhai — celebrate loud and bright,
Humne bhi sone pe suhaaga khaya last night. (ha!)
A running gag — the wrong trophy still sits on the sill,
But every time we pass it, we take an extra swill.
[Comedy Rap Break - Fast, punchy]
Hit: “I pitched a dream, investor sneezed — signed on the spot,
My code compiled, then high-fived a parking lot.
Boss called, asked for polish — I sent glitter and memes,
We replaced stress with confetti and wild, weird schemes.
The treadmill’s on strike — it can’t handle our sprint,
We bought a sports car, it asked for mentorship and mint.
My bot roasted my ex, then apologized with cake,
We celebrated so hard that even the cake was awake.”
(Ad-libs: “ha!”, “yeah!”, “mic drop!”)
[Chorus - Final Run]
Raise your glass — mic drop, we confess,
From broke jokes to boardroom success.
Wrong trophy’s podium? Nah — we made it a throne,
Treadmill’s filing grievances — we danced it to the bone.
Raise your glass — one more verse, one more jest,
We came from nothing, now we jest with the best.
(Ad-libs: “one more time!”, “woo!”, “mic drop!”)
[Outro]
So here’s to late-night code and early-morning reps,
To busted plans, big laughs, and overbooked steps.
We party for success — with punchlines and a toast,
From ramen to rocket fuel — we celebrate the most.
(Mic drop. Ayy!)
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