Ladies, it's your song So as soon as this come on You should get out on the floor Gon' and get your sexy on If you know that you better Then the new girl that he on Go 'head and tell him now Celebratin' our breakin' up, oh whoa

We're gonna breakout, Let the party start, We're gonna stay out, Gonna break some hearts, We're gonna dance till the dance floor falls apart, Everyone we know, We're gonna have some fun, Uh-oh! all over again, We're gonna wake up,

Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, oooh. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over.

The Rites of Man Let me hear the band Play the Rites of Man Come on and lift my head Lead me to the door Oh make me understand Raise me off the floor Come on and pick me up Found my coat

Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, 'till you get sore Smack that, oh-oooh Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo And possibly bend you over Look back and watch me

Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) All this trouble in this here town All this shit going down When will they focus, on this Streets ride up with the TV crews Look ma, we on the news But they didn't notice Before this They float

Versace on the floor Ooh take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl Ooh I love that dress But you won't need it anymore No you won't need it no more Let's just kiss 'til we're naked, baby (It's warmin' up) can you feel it? Let's take our time

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night Nobody's romancing, 'cause it's too early for dancing But here comes the music With the rest of the clowns Sweepin' the floors, open up the doors Bright light's flashing They cover up

To come home She`s just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home She`s a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home Oh poor ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home A rat run cross the floor, a roach turn up the wall Everything is noisy

Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, 'till you get sore Smack that, oh-oooh Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo And possibly bend you over Look back and watch me