In The Ayer Lyrics - Mail On Sundays - Flo Rida

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 

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 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 her hands in the ayer (ayer) 

Make me want to take it there 

Then I go "here I go yea that's 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 I'm up in tha club 

Even my Chevy that pull up on dubs 

Give me that drop yellow waist like a drug 

Lil mama hot and she might show me love 

Oh hot damn celebrate to tha A.M. 

I love it so much it got me sayin 

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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 

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 I just might start the wave 

Like I'm at a ball game do my thang 

Hands up high got money in tha bank 

I'm so fly 747 plane 

Rock it no stop it how I got my name 

Baby keep poppin you might get tha fame 

Walk tha red carpet won't see you the same 

I get tha stuntin forget my name 

Start with me 

Ride with me 

Represent and 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) 

I'm hood so its really unfair (unfair) 

Shorty go ahead and get bare (bare) 

We treat our city like the mayor (mayor) 

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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 

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 

Put your hands in the ayer 

It's 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) 

Touch the ceilin' baby 

Fell it, feel it baby 

Throw your hands up 

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)