Put your hands in the air
If you wanna freak somethin’ down tonight
P-p-p-put your hands in the air
All my ladies, ladies, ladies
Do it just like that (Oh-oh)
Just like that (Oh-oh)
Just like that (Oh-oh)
All my ladies (Oh-oh)
Just like that

Plans for the night? Yeah, they all on me
And tell me what you like ’cause I’ma give get that shit and bull
‘Cause you got on your birthday suit and your sexy is callin’, baby
Tonight is your night, you’re the center of attention, the spotlight is on you

Got your hair done
If you’re feeling real good say, “Yeah”
Throw your tens up and keep ’em right there

Put your hands in the air
If you wanna freak somethin’ down tonight
P-p-p-put your hands in the air
All my ladies, ladies, ladies
Do it just like that (Oh-oh)
Just like that (Oh-oh)
Just like that (Oh-oh)
All my ladies (Oh-oh)
Just like that

Up in V.I.P. with the ladies party at Mansion
Watch me do my dougie, bet the shorties think I’m handsome
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hennessy and Baileys on the daily, CÎROC by the case load
Party all night long, we ain’t stopping ’til I say so
If you’re lonely, come in here with me
Girl, just work that thing, you know I’m a freak (Freak)

Got your hair done
If you’re feeling real good say, “Yeah”
So throw your tens up and keep ’em right there

Put your hands in the air
If you wanna freak somethin’ down tonight
P-p-p-put your hands in the air (in the air)
All my ladies, ladies, ladies (Ladies, oh)
Do it just like that (Just like that, oh-oh)
Just like that (Just like that, oh-oh)
Just like that (Just like that, whoa, oh-oh)
All my ladies (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Just like that

Just like that, just like this
Whatever it is, shorty, you got it
Like a game of tag, shorty, you got it
And shorty got ass, that you can’t miss
She the shit, lighters up or just put up your cellphone
Dark skin girls turn me on, so do red bones
Racin’ to the V.I.P., lookin’ like a marathon
Too many bottles left over, guess I’ma carry home
By the end, I’ma turn it up
And all the niggas smokin’, tell ’em burn it up
She got me pimped against the wall
She ’bout to make it stand up
I’ma put my motherfuckin’ hands up (Oh-oh)

Put your hands in the air (Put your hands in the air)
If you wanna freak somethin’ down tonight (Oh)
P-p-p-put your hands in the air (oh-whoa)
All my ladies, ladies, ladies (Oh-whoa)
Do it just like that (Just like that, oh-oh)
Just like that (Oh, oh-oh)
Just like that (Oh, oh-oh)
All my ladies (Oh-oh)
Just like that

You know what?
We so in our zone
There’s nothin’ more to do, man
I might quit after this
And like that, ha ha ha
We gone