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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Flo Rida
Flo Rida
Chant
will.i.am
will.i.am
Programmation
Tiffany Villarreal
Tiffany Villarreal
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tony Butler
Tony Butler
Paroles/Composition
Tramar Dillard
Tramar Dillard
Paroles/Composition
William Adams
William Adams
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
will.i.am
will.i.am
Production
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Dylan Dresdow
Dylan Dresdow
Ingénierie de mixage
Padraic Kerin
Padraic Kerin
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer-ay-ayer, ayer-ay-ayer Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer-ay-ayer, ayer-ay-ayer Hey this is my jam Yall don't understand I'll make you understand What's pumpin in my CD player (player) Party all night like yayer (yayer) Shawty got her hands in the ayer (ayer) Make me want to take it there Then I go "here I go yea that's my song" DJ bring it back come in my zone I get paid for them couple bones The next wop until the early morn I need that crunk when I'm up in tha club Even my Chevy that pull up on dubs Give me that drop yellow waist like a drug Lil mama hot and she might show me love Oh hot damn celebrate to tha A.M. I love it so much it got me sayin Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer-ay-ayer, ayer-ay-ayer Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer-ay-ayer, ayer-ay-ayer Hey I just might start the wave Like I'm at a ball game do my thang Hands up high got money in tha bank I'm so fly 747 plane Rock it no stop it how I got my name Baby keep poppin you might get tha fame Walk tha red carpet won't see you the same I get tha stuntin forget my name Start with me Ride with me Represent and vibe with me Make me Throw it up ma timid in tha club Go ahead throw it up Gotta wonder how much To show enough to stare (stare) I'm hood so its really unfair (unfair) Shorty go ahead and get bare (bare) We treat our city like the mayor (mayor) Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer-ay-ayer, ayer-ay-ayer Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer-ay-ayer, ayer-ay-ayer Alright now stop Put your hands in the ayer It's a stick (a stick up stick up) its a stick up touch the ceilin' baby Put your hands up Put your hands up Put your, put your hands (Throw my hands in the) Put your hands up to the sky (to the sky) Wave em, wave em round and round, side to side (side to side) It's the party shawty going touch the roof (touch the roof) And we got em bottoms poppin' at my proof So throw your hands in the ayer (ayer) Touch the ceilin' baby Fell it, feel it baby Throw your hands up Oh hot damn, this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand, make me throw my hands In the ayer, ay, ayer, ayer, ay, ayer (Throw your hands up)
Writer(s): Will Adams, Tramar Dillard, Tony Butler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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