Put your hands up in the air Shinin', grindin' on the shine Flip it all the time When we hustlin', Young Money gunnin' Cash Money flippin', shit them every time When we grindin' 'cause we gettin', flippin' the change range And doin' different thangs,

Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn up the music (just turn it up louder) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Turn up the music (I need it in my life, yeah) If you're sexy and you know it, put yo hands up in the air Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (turn up the

Wave your hands side to side, put it in the air Wave your hands side to side Shoulders sideways, smack it, smack it in the air (Spinnin') Spinnin' while my hands up Legs movin' side to side, smack it in the air Legs movin' side to side, smack you in the

Giddy up, giddy up, pump it up girl Set it up, set it up I like how you do it Just put it in Reverse Cowgirl I like how you do it, do it, do it Just put your hands in the air Eh eh nah (Hey) Wave 'em around and go yee haw, yee haw

I'm wishing I could rewind Put a cork back into that sweet red wine Put your midnight hair back up So you can let it fall one more time Untouch your skin So good so right, this is one night Float the moon back up in the sky Unkiss your lips and kiss 'em

Do the way you do it Turn up the radio So what if we lose control So throw your hands in the air Come on and make this count It's only you and me, never mind this crowd Do it like nobody's around, whoa So put your hands in the air Come on and waste no

So put it up in, put it up in the air Put it up in, put it up in the air Let it burn, burn Fireflies tonight 'Cause love lights the sky Flies turn to flames When heart start to chase You'll fall if you run right into the smoke The lights start to deem

It's time that I make time for that Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my glove and play some catch Wade the shore and cast a line Look up a long lost friend of mine Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss Start livin', that's the next thing on

Shitted on 'em, Man I just shitted on 'em Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em All these bitches is my sons And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids

It's time that I make time for that Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my glove and play some catch Wade the shore and cast a line Look up a long lost friend of mine Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss Start livin', that's the next thing on