J-Yo!
Y'all do sad,
I'm in my night
It's a new generation
Mr.
Worldwide
Of party people Get on the floor, die,
get on the floor Red one!
Smoke me in the kitchen
To my party people
In the club
Huh! I'm Lo Snoops And everybody knows I get off the train
Babies get to roll the slopes
I'm like Inception, I play with sprains
I don't play no games,
so don't you, don't you, don't get confused, no
Cause you will lose, yeah
Now, now pump it, pump it, pump it, pump it up And back it up like a Tonka truck,
that's it If you go hard,
you gotta get on the floor
If you're a party creep,
then step on the floor
If you're an animal,
then tear up the floor
Break a sweat on the floor,
yeah, we work on the floor
Don't stop, keep it moving, put your drinks up
on the floor.
Get moving up in your world on the floor.
You know we're running it tonight
on the floor.
Let's get up, Morocco,
London to Ibiza
to Strait to Alenio Vegas to Africa.
Dance the night away,
live your life and stay on the floor.
Dance the night away,
We will get sad if we do this live singing.
Stop,
keep it moving, put your drinks up
It's getting good, it's getting sick on the floor
We never quit, we never rest on the floor
If I ain't wrong,
we probably died on the floor
Let's get up, Morocco,
London to Ibiza
Straight to LA, New York,
Vegas to Africa
Dance the night away,
leave your lies and stay on the floor