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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Rida
Flo Rida
Vocals
will.i.am
will.i.am
Programming
Tiffany Villarreal
Tiffany Villarreal
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tony Butler
Tony Butler
Songwriter
Tramar Dillard
Tramar Dillard
Songwriter
William Adams
William Adams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
will.i.am
will.i.am
Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Dylan "3D" Dresdow
Dylan "3D" Dresdow
Mixing Engineer
Padraic Kerin
Padraic Kerin
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partyin' till the a.m.
Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer
[Verse 2]
Oh, hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partyin' till the a.m.
Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer
[Verse 3]
Hey, this is my jam
Y'all don't understand, I'ma 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 wanna take it there
There I go, here I go, yeah, that's my song
DJ, bring it back, I'm in my zone
I get paid when I cop them bones
Then make guap until the early morn
I need that funk when I'm up in the club
Even my Chevy that pull up on dubs
Give me that drop down the waist like a drug
Lil' mama hot and she might show me love
Oh, hot damn, celebrate to the a.m.
I love it so much it's got me sayin'
[Verse 4]
Oh, hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partyin' till the a.m.
Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer
[Verse 5]
Oh, hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partyin' till the a.m.
Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer
[Verse 6]
Hey, I just might start the wave
Like I'm at a ball game doin' my thang
Hands up, I got money in the bank
I'm so fly, 747 plane
Rock it, don't stop it, how I got my name
Baby, keep poppin', you might get the fame
Walk the red carpet, won't see you the same
I get to stuntin', don't (Get in my lane)
Fly with me, ride with me
Flo Rida, gotta represent and vibe with me
Make me throw it up, bartender, in the club
Go ahead, and throw it up, gotta wonder how I does get much
To show enough to (Stare, stare)
I'm hood, so it's really un- (Fair, fair)
Look good, shorty, go on, get (Bare, bare)
We trip on my city like the (Mayor, mayor)
[Verse 7]
Oh, hot damn (Damn), this is my jam (Jam)
Keep me partyin' till the a.m.
Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer (Throw my hands in the)
Ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer
Ayer, ay-ayer, ayer
[Verse 8]
A'ight, now stop
Put your hands in the ayer
It's a stick up, stick up, stick up
A stick up, touch the ceiling, baby
(Put your hands up) 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 a party, shawty, go on, touch the roof (Touch the roof)
And we got them bottles poppin' at my booth
So throw your hands in the ayer
Touch the ceiling, baby
Feel it, feel it, baby
Throw your hands up
[Verse 9]
Oh, hot damn (Damn), this is my jam (Jam)
Keep me partyin' till the a.m.
Y'all don't understand (Yeah), make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer
Ayer, ay-ayer, ayer (Throw your hands up)
Written by: Flo Rida, Tony Butler, will.i.am
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