Put Your Hands In the Air

[Intro] Ah [Chorus: Chris Brown] Put your hands in the air If you wanna freak somethin' down tonight P-P-P-Put your hands in the air All my ladies, ladies, ladies Do it just like that (Oh-oh) Just like tha-a-a-a-at (Oh-oh) Just like that (Oh-oh) All my ladies (Oh-oh) Just like that [Verse 1: Kevin McCall] Plans for the night? Yeah, they all on me And tell me what you like 'cause I'ma give get that shit and bull 'Cause you got on your birthday suit and your sexy is callin', baby Tonight is your night, you're the center of attention, the spotlight is on you [Pre-Chorus: Kevin McCall] Got your hair done If you're feeling real good say, "Yeah" Throw your tens up and keep 'em right there [Chorus: Chris Brown] Put your hands in the air If you wanna freak somethin' down tonight P-P-P-Put your hands in the air All my ladies, ladies, ladies Do it just like that (Oh-oh) Just like tha-a-a-a-at (Oh-oh) Just like that (Oh-oh) All my ladies (Oh-oh) Just like that [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Up in V.I.P. with the ladies party at Mansion Watch me do my dougie, bet the shawties think I'm handsome Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hennessy and Baileys on the daily, CÎROC by the case load Party all night long, we ain't stopping 'til I say so If you're lonely, come in here with me Girl, just work that thang, you know I'm a freak (Freak) [Pre-Chorus: Kevin McCall & Chris Brown] Got your hair done If you're feeling real good say, "Yeah" So throw your tens up and keep 'em right there [Chorus: Chris Brown, Kevin McCall] Put your hands in the air If you wanna freak somethin' down tonight P-P-P-Put your hands in the air (In the air) All my ladies, ladies, ladies (Ladies, oh) Do it just like that (Just like that, oh-oh) Just like tha-a-a-a-at (Just like that, oh-oh) Just like that (Just like that, woah, oh-oh) All my ladies (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Just like that [Verse 3: Chris Brown] Just like that, just like this Whatever it is, shawty, you got it Like a game of tag, shawty, you got it And shawty got ass, that you can't miss She the shit, lighters up or just put up your cellphone Dark skin girls turn me on, so do redbones Racin' to the V.I.P., lookin' like a marathon Too many bottles left over, guess I'ma carry home By the end, I'ma turn it up And all the niggas smokin', tell 'em burn it up She got me pimped against the wall She 'bout to make it stand up I'ma put my motherfuckin' hands up (Oh-oh) [Chorus: Chris Brown, Kevin McCall] Put your hands in the air (Put your hands in the air) If you wanna freak somethin' down tonight (Oh) P-P-P-Put your hands in the air (Oh-woah) All my ladies, ladies, ladies (Oh-woah) Do it just like that (Just like that, oh-oh) Just like tha-a-a-a-at (Oh, oh-oh) Just like that (Oh, oh-oh) All my ladies (Oh-oh) Just like that [Outro: DJ Drama] You know what? We so in our zone There's nothin' more to do, man I might quit after this And like that, hahaha We gone