(Throw ya hands hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West coast) It's something in the water (Something

Oh, strip that down, girl You know, I love it, when the music's loud But c'mon, strip that down for me, baby Now there's a lot of people in the crowd But only you can dance with me So put your hands on my body You know, I love it when the music's loud

If it wasn't for these state lines You know I'll be there, right by your side Pulling you in, your body on mine Ain't no way I'd ever take my hands hands off of you Dancin', burning up the room You know that I'll keep on lovin' you I'll be lovin' you all night

We bounce to this track And I don't care what anybody thinks about that Hands Hands to the sky, and throw your head back I can't believe that every day and every night It’s getting better with you out of my life It’s like I flicked a switch and now I’m feeling

Cha-cha now y'all Take it back now y'all One hop this time Right foot let's stomp Slide to the left Left foot let's stomp Reverse Reverse Clap your hands everybody To the left Two hops this time

Now it's just me on you We in the zone now, don't stop You can keep your hands on me, touch me right there, rock my body I can't keep my hands hands off you, your body is my party I'm doing this little dance for you You got me so excited Your body's my party,

This perfect timing Every time you get around me ('round) This perfect timing, ooh Hands Hands on your body You like driving with no seat belt on, on, on Hands Hands on your body (time) Every time you get around me Hands Hands on your body (hands on your body)

Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me If you want me to lay my hands hands on you All you gotta do is Lay your hands on me They say that to really free your body You've got to free your mind (Hey, hey, hey)

I'ma need to see your fucking hands hands at the concert Gossip gossip Niggas just stop it Profit profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands hands at the And I'll-I'll let God decide-cide So I-I am headed

So you lookin' for a good man To hold you with some good hands hands I heard you lookin' for a good man Somebody get you through the bad land Just like you know your southern stars always gonna come back out I’ll give you everything I got like nobody else you