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