Throw ya hands up (Ella se luce pa que la vea) (Se menea se menea) (Bailando te rodea) Do you really wanna ride? You know she'll get it, get it Do you really wanna ride? Any way you feel it, feel it Do you really wanna ride? Let's ride

I said yeah, yeah Now come one come all to this tragic affair Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not If you look in the mirror and don't like what

Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lalalalalala Lock him up real tight Throw away the key and then Turn off all the lights First we're going to set some bait Inside a nasty trap and wait When he comes a-sniffing

Learn to let go, oh-oh Good at goodbyes but bad at hello Throw my hands up, learn to let go Learn to let go Is it over? Is it over yet? Everything keeps pounding in my head Can't free my soul 'til I I'm losing control, say it ain't so Throw my hands up,

Oh no, oh no Show us that we're wrong and that's the one thing we can't be Oh no, oh no no no And throw away the key, boys The Joneses, they're not like you or me Lock 'em up, tight 'Cause if they had the chance they might Throw away the key, boys So

Come on down to the city of L.A Where we, we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air Come on lets And you

No, nothing picks me up like a beer can And get to feeling like superman I'm gonna throw back a couple an' Keep it 'em glued to my right hand Any flavor, size, or brand Until the point where I can’t stand I’ve been working this job 9 to 5 Minium wage and

Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up Don't get on my bad side, I'm dangerous Demons and angels hang with us Treat it like a phone, baby, hang it up, uh Don't fuck with me, no, I'm dangerous, uh I'm from where they hang 'em, oh Huh, woke up in a new

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

Feel like throwin' in the towel, don't be a fool Below the belt That's how it'll always be Hold your head up high, look 'em in the eye Never say die Ow get up, get up and make it work They're out to knock you out n' put you down for the count Hey, watch