Alba s touto skladbou:
Mail on Sunday,
Oh hot damn , this is my jam
Keep me partying till the A.M
Yall don't understand , make me throw my hands
In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer
(X2)
Hey this is my jam
Yall don't understand
I'll make you understand
What's pumpin in my CD player (player)
Party all night like yayer (yayer)
Shawty got a hand in the ayer (ayer)
Make me want to take it dayer
Then I go , here I go , here is my song
DJ bring it back come in my zone
I get paid for them couple bones
the next wop until the early morn
i need that crunk when im up in tha club
even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs
give me that drop yellow waist like a drug
lil mama hot and she might show me love
o hot damn celebrate to tha A.M
i love it so much it got me sayin
Oh hot damn , this is my jam
Keep me partying till the A.M
Yall don't understand , make me throw my hands
In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer
Hey Heyy i might just start the wave
like im at a ball game do my thang
hands up high i got money in tha bank
im so fly 747 pain
rock it no stop it how i got my name
baby keep poppin you might get tha fame
walk tha red carpet wont see you the same
i get tha stuntin forget my name
start with me
ride with me
represent tha city vibe with me
make me
throw it up ma timid in tha club
go ahead throw it up
gotta wonder how much
to show enough to stare (stare)
im hood so its really unfair (unfair)
shorty go ahead and get bare (bare)
we aint gonna treat our city like the mayor (mayor)
Oh hot damn , this is my jam
Keep me partying till the A.M
Yall don't understand , make me throw my hands
In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer
Alright now stop
oooo
put your hands in the ayer
its a stick (a stick up stick up) its a stick up touch the ceilin baby
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Put your, put your hands (Throw my hands in the)
Put your hands up to the sky (to the sky)
Wave em, wave em round and round, side to side (side to side)
It's the party Shawty going touch the roof (touch the roof)
And we got em bottoms poppin at my proof
So throw your hands in the ayer (ayer)
Just to ceilin baby
Fill it, fill it baby
Throw your hands up
(chorus: Fergie )(X2)
Oh hot damn , this is my jam
Keep me partying till the A.M
Yall don't understand , make me throw my hands
In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer
(Throw your hands up)
