Lyrics

Throw Ya Hands Up
Written by Donald XL Robertson
Produced by Donald XL Robertson
Publishing No Mistakes Allowed Publishing (BMI)
verse 1:
Throw ya hands up,
yell it don't stop
we about to take this party to another notch
another level of the game,
simple and plain
it's obvious y'all feel the same hun
I'm at the back of the club
with my click and it's packed in the club
and the women here sick, get attacked in the club
baby girl you thick, don't slack in club up your name and ya number
or get jacked in the club
banging, break them other records they aint hanging
and we came here to party
ain't nobody tripping but we gone get naughty
it's after 12 so grab you somebody like hey!!!
we gone work it out you know we don't play!!!
we gone party to the break of day
and if police come a knocking we gone say!!!
We Came to Party!
chorus:
Its like One like two like three in the morning
everybody on the floor party still going
4, like 5 like 6 in the morning
everybody on the floor party still going
it don't stop x8
Verse 2:
Put the needle to the wax DJ turn the bass up
dont cut no slack turn the bass up
shorty break it down
but please pick the paste up
we dont really care about hair nails and make up
now bounce it in the club, and work it like jack rabbit
if you really want it baby girl you can have it
give it to me raw like you never gave another
put it on me now we can keep it undercover
I'm not your superman but I'lll be your super lover
as long as your freaking me I won't go freak another
plus your so fine, and your body right
and tonights the night I think I'm feeling you
is it the drink I'm holding its get hot and heavy
my hands across her belly look how she lost already
late night club night and they playing our song
here come the hook everybody sing along!
chorus:
Its like One like two like three in the morning
everybody on the floor party still going
4, like 5 like 6 in the morning
everybody on the floor party still going
it don't stop x8
Written by: Donald XL Robertson
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