[Chorus: Will.i.am with Rick Ross]
Oh hot damn, this is my jam
Keep me partying 'til the AM
Y'all 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 'til the AM
Y'all don't understand (It's that poe boy power house right here), make me throw my hands
In the ayer (Yeah), ay-ayer, ayer (Boss!, ay-ayer

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
See me pull up in the big boy
I'm the big boy with the big watch
You flip for, girl sir for it
Get low with it
When you fuck me, you get dough with it
Not 100, put it all with it
I'm in a Lambo, in flow with it
Bump the flow in it, poe boy in it
You know it, money like I'm growing it
Jigga low-Jigga low-Jigga let
Jigga low-Jigga low-Jigga let
We gettin' dough
Dade county feelin' that
We gettin' dough
Dade county feelin' that
1 million 2 million, 3
10 million, that's all on me
Ricky Ross, Triple C's, we good
Black flag just reppin' my hood
[Chorus: [Will.i.am (Tiffany Villarreal) {both}]
Oh hot damn (Damn) this is my jam (Jam)
Keep me partying 'til the AM
{Y'all don't understand} Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer (Throw my hands in the)

[Verse 2: Flo Rida]
Hey this is mi-miney, i'm so singy
Mama told me not to be so friendly
I need my jam, I need my jelly
The red, the great, hol' up baby
Hot damn! Goddamn y'all ain't ready
Throw my hands up and they look like Freddy
[?] they so scared, I'm still alive but the president's dead
Ayer-ayer, they can't read
Money-money-money, call the ambulance please
Spend a 100 grand on the floor, ride a piece
Big fat F, like the teacher hate me
I'm going to flung y'all don't understand
Too much guap in my rubber bands
I ain't gonna talk to the G4 land
Party don't stop to the wheel I am (am)

[Chorus: [Will.i.am (Tiffany Villarreal) {both}, Brisco]
Oh hot damn (Damn) this is my jam (Jam)
Keep me partying 'til the AM
{Y'all don't understand} (Yeah) Make me throw my hands (Throw em up!)
In the ayer (Brisco), ay-ayer, ayer (Ha, yeah)(Throw my hands in the)
[Verse 3: Brisco]
Ha! Throw em up higher
Brisco! That boy spit fire
It's a stick-up, don't you move
Get money, yeah I'm that goon
Remix! Bitch I'm me
Cuz you can't have [?] without Black Eyed Peas
So hood I scare myself
With that thang all good, then the cheese melt
Hot damn! This is my jam
The streets they just know I am
Take 3, throw 6 back
I'm low-key dog tis in the back
Get loose, cuz I am
[?] cuz I am
Poe boy catch money, stand up
And huh, keep your hands up

[Chorus: [Will.i.am (Tiffany Villarreal) {both}, Billy Blue]
Oh hot damn (Damn) this is my jam (Jam)
Keep me partying 'til the AM
{Y'all don't understand} Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer (Throw my hands in the) (Billy Blue!)

[Verse 4: Billy Blue]
This is my jam
Oh yeah, my set's in the air
That bitch keep high on a player
Fuck around and I'ma put it in the mirror
Keep it good, bottle poppin'
Fine in the club, keep on watching
I ain't playing, oh yeah I'm on it
Hi 60, for em who want it
Still I ain't playing
Oh yeah I do my thing
No slippers up in here
But still I make it rain
(Shone) She off in the crib
Yeah she love [?]
I don't fuck around, she knows what it is
Drink everything you got, and you my bitch (Uh!)
[Chorus: [Will.i.am (Tiffany Villarreal) {both}]
Oh hot damn (Damn) this is my jam (Jam)
Keep me partying 'til the AM
{Y'all don't understand} Make me throw my hands
In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer (Throw my hands in the)
{Ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer}
{Ayer, ay-ayer, ayer}

[Outro: Will.i.am]
Alright now stop