La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Just got up in this party, tipsy off this Bacardi
'Bout to take this flight so high, say: Bye-bye
We up in here all night, and my girl like: Hey, that's my song
'Cause I'm feelin' fine, so fine, so fine
All my girls that feel me, say: Okay
In the club, you hear me, say: Okay
Feelin' good (feelin' good), feelin' great (feelin' great)
I look good (I look good), don't hate (don't hate)
If the fella's feelin' you, say (Oh, yeah)
And if you’re likin' what your dude's sayin' (oh, yeah)
Feelin' good (feelin' good), feelin' great (feelin' great)
I look good (I look good), don't hate (don't hate)
All my girls, get your hair fixed
And your nails done
Put your hands up and say: Okay (okay), okay (okay)
Okay (okay), okay (okay)
You get a drink, get another one
Make him pay for it
Put it in the air and say: Okay (okay), okay (okay)
Okay (okay), okay (okay)
Your hands all on my booty, two-stepping in my Gucci
They're like: Go girl (go girl), go girl (go girl), go girl (go girl)
You like the way I shake it, you wanna see me naked
This could be your night, your night, your night
All my girls that feel me, say: Okay
In the club, you hear me, say: Okay
Feelin' good (feelin' good), feelin' great (feelin' great)
I look good (I look good), don't hate (don't hate)
If the fella's feelin' you, say (oh, yeah)
And if you’re likin' what your dude's sayin' (oh, yeah)
Feelin' good (feelin' good), feelin' great (feelin' great)
I look good (I look good), don't hate (don't hate)
All my girls, get your hair fixed
And your nails done
Put your hands up and say: Okay (okay), okay (okay)
Okay (okay), okay (okay)
You get a drink, get another one
Make him pay for it
Put it in the air and say: Okay (okay), okay (okay)
Okay (okay), okay (okay)
What's happenin', shorty? I'm Sean Paul, lemme holla atcha'
What I gotta do, throw a couple dolla's atcha'?
Lift my arm, show my wrists, tell ya that I ball?
Pick you up in Benz and take ya to the mall and all?
Here’s my number, shorty, in case you want the street thang
Look me up, I’ll introduce you to a new game
Show you where I hang, girl, you'll be my sweet thang
I love your style, love your nails and your tight jeans
I'm whatchu' call a playa, baby, how you love dat? (How you love dat?)
A Young Blood feelin' good and never laid-back (never laid-back)
Always run with that Goose and never conjac
And keep my ears to these streets 'cause that's where home at
So, what’s shaking in this party? Po' a drink up
And to my ladies lookin' good, throw yo' hands up
Now, where my fella's at? You know how we get crunk
So, DJ, spin it back for me, now, stomp
All my girls, get your hair fixed
And your nails done
Put your hands up and say: Okay (okay), okay (okay)
Okay (okay), okay (okay)
You get a drink, get another one
Make him pay for it
Put it in the air and say: Okay (okay), okay (okay)
Okay (okay), okay (okay)
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
