Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Rida
Lead Vocals
Carmen Key
Background Vocals
Giorgio Tuinfort
Programming
David Guetta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Songwriter
Mike Caren
Songwriter
Carmen Key
Songwriter
David Guetta
Songwriter
Giorgio Tuinfort
Songwriter
Kasia Livingston
Songwriter
Tramar Dillard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Producer
Mike Caren
Vocal Producer
David Guetta
Producer
Christian Plata
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Erik Madrid
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Juan Negrete
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
You know I know how
To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out
The club can't even handle me right now
Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out
The club can't even handle me right now
(Eh, yeah, eh, yeah, eh, yeah)
The club can't even handle me right now
(Eh, yeah, eh, yeah, eh, yeah)
Can't nothin' handle me right now
I see you D. Guetta, let's get 'em
Hey, I own the night and I don't need no help
Gotta be the feeling that Scarface felt
Stuntin' gone wild, can't handle this playa
Life of the club, arrogant like, yeah
Talk like money, so the girls just melt
One too many, all on me like 12
Look like cash and they all just stare
Bottles, models, standin' on chairs
Ball out 'cause that's the business
All out, it's so ridiculous
Zone out, so much attention
Scream out, "I'm in the building, hey"
They watchin', I know this
I'm rockin', I'm rollin'
I'm holdin', I know it
You know it
You know I know how
To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out
The club can't even handle me right now
Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out
The club can't even handle me right now
(Eh, yeah, eh, yeah, eh, yeah)
The club can't even handle me right now
(Eh, yeah, eh, yeah, eh, yeah)
Hey, still feelin' myself, I'm like outta control
Can't stop now, more shots, let's go
Ten more rounds, can I get a K.O.?
Paparazzi tryna make me pose
Came to party 'til I can't no more
Celebrate 'cause that's all I know
Tip the groupies takin' off their clothes
Grand finale like Super Bowl
Go hard, I run the show
That's right, wild out, got money to blow
More lights, more ice, when I walk in the door
No hype, do it big all over the globe, yeah
I said it, go tell it
Confetti, who ready?
I'm ready, you ready?
Let's get it
You know I know how
To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out
The club can't even handle me right now
Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out
The club can't even handle me right now
(Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up)
The club can't even handle me right now
(Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up)
You got me watchin' now (yeah), got my attention now (yeah)
Got everybody in the club wantin' to know now
I am a ladies man, come be my lady and
We can ball, so, ah
Bring ya body here, let me switch up your atmosphere (yeah)
Take you outta the club and up in my new Lear (yeah)
Fly you around the world, what you want, baby girl?
Are you ready to go now?
You know I know how
To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out
The club can't even handle me right now
Watchin' you watchin' me, I go all out
The club can't even handle me right now
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
The club can't even handle me right now (put your-, put your hands up)
Put your hands up, let's celebrate now
Put your hands up, you know who shut 'em down
Writer(s): Giorgio H. Tuinfort, Michael Caren, Tramar Dillard, David Guetta, Kasia Dreams Livingston, Carmen Michelle Key, Frederic Reisterer
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