Hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up
Brothers in the place Put your hands up in the air We wild'n out Bringin' the ruccus and musical warfare Put 'em up and go bananas My spinning everywhere We waiting for the hot shit blazin' right here That's the place, come on Smash it up, come on This is the get-up so bounce around, come on Bring up the Dutchess, lady of the year Fergie Ferg wants ya To put your hands up in the air
If you like what you see Won't you do this for me Oh!
Hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up
Hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up
Now why you takin' a break when I'm ready Why you gotta be so pathetic We can't do nothing, you're too lazy Don't you know that I like aggressive You gotta be like the Peas and just rock it If you want lock it, down you got' jock it Get on the floor, get closer to watch it Get off the wall and hands out your pockets
If you like what you see Won't you do this for me Oh!
Hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up
Hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up
And this is it, what? Gucci fallin' from the sky Let's get rich, what? Money staked to the walls We some rich fucks Throw your hands up in the sky Put your fist up, uh Put your fist up And we drive big trucks And make big bucks I get my party on down with some big butts I rock some fresh shoes, so I can blaze it up And make some new hot tunes So you could raise it up Come on!
Put your hands in the air Your palms in the air You models in the motherfuckin' atmosphere Wiggle all around Like you just don't give a fuck Baby, if you got a big booty then give it up Bottle full of bubbly and we gon' live it up Lady lookin' lovely and I just wanna hit 'em up Lay 'em down, drill 'em up, fill 'em up They love it when I and hug 'em up (Don't Stop!)
Okay, I won't then You know how we rock We rock coast to coast and L.A. to top They rockin' Austin Compensweto back to Compton (Don't Stop!) Okay, I won't quit Will.I.am, I stay, uh, I stay on and Get your hands in the air where they belong The noise gon flip, flippin' the song
(Don't Stop!) Pump! Louder! We can pick you, Right! Know It Just Don't Stop, Get Up Til Your Body Drops, Get Your]
Hands Up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up
Hands Up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Stacy Ferguson (KNRA)Publicado em 2006ECAD verificado fonograma #1112903 em 14/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM