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 [Chorus (Will.I.Am, x2):]
 Oh  damn, this is my jam
  me partyin to the A.M.
 You all  understand
 Make me throw my hands  the
 ayer, ay, ayer, ayer,  ayer
 
 [Verse 1: Flo-Rida]
  this my jam, you all don't understand
 I'll make you 
 what's pumping in my CD  player
 probably  night like yayer yayer
 Shawty  her hands in the ayer, ayer
 Make me  take you dayer
 There  go here I go here is my song
 DJ bring it back come  my zone
 I get paid for them  bones
 The next  until the early morn
 I need that crunk when I'm  in the club
 Even my when  Chevy pull up on them dubs
 Give me that drop yellow waist like  drug
 Little mama  and she might show me love
 O hot damn
 Celebrate to  A.M
 I love it  much it got me saying
 
 [Chorus (Will.I.Am  Tiffany Villarreal, x2)]
 
 [Verse 2: Flo-Rida]
 Hey,  I might just start the wave
 Like I'm  a ball game do my thang
 Hands  high, I got money in the bank
 I'm  fly 747 pain
 Rock it no stop it how I got  name
 Baby  popping, you might get the fame
 Walk  red carpet won't see you the same
 I get the stunting forget my 
 Ride with me
 Ride with me
 Represent the  vibe with me
 Make me throw  up ma timid in the club
  ahead throw it up gotta wonder
 How much to show enough to  (stare)
 I'm hood so it's really  (unfair)
 Shorty go ahead and get bare 
 We ain't gonna treat our city like the  (mayor)
 
 [Chorus (Will.I.Am / Tiffany Villarreal, 
 
 [Will.I.Am]
 Alright now stop
  put your hands in the ayer
 it's a stick (a stick up, stick 
 it's  stick up, just to the ceiling, man