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Artist/Band: Flo Rida
Lyrics for Song: In The Ayer
Lyrics for Album: Mail On Sunday [2008]



[Chorus: Will.I.Am ] [X2]

Oh hot damn, this is my jam

Keep me partying till the A.M.

Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands

In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer



[Verse 1: Flo Rida]

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 a hand in the ayer (ayer)

Make me want to take it dayer

Then I go, here I go, here is my song

DJ bring it back come in my zone

I get paid for them couple bonez

The next wop until the early morn

I need that crunk when I'm up in tha club

Even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs

Give me that drop yellow waist like a drug

Lil mama hot and she might show me love

O hot damn

Celebrate to tha A.M.

I love it so much it got me sayin



[Chorus: Will.I.Am ] [X2]

Oh hot damn, this is my jam

Keep me partying till the A.M.

Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands

In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer



[Verse 2: Flo Rida]

Hey Heyy I might just start the wave

Like I'm at a ball game do my thang

Hands up high I got money in tha bank

I'm so fly 747 pain

Rock it no stop it how I got my name

Baby keep poppin you might get tha fame

Walk tha red carpet wont see you the same

I get tha stuntin forget my name

Start with me

Ride with me

Represent tha city 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 it's really unfair (unfair)

Shorty go ahead and get bare (bare)

We aint gonna treat our city like the mayor (mayor)



[Chorus: Will.I.Am ] [X2]

Oh hot damn, this is my jam

Keep me partying till the A.M.

Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands

In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer



(Will.I.Am)

Alright now stop (oh-oh)

put your hands in the ayer,

it's a stick up (stick up stick up)

it's a stick up, touch the ceiling baby

put your hands in the

put your hands up

put your

put your hands in the

put your hands up to the sky

wave em round and round and side to side



(Flo Rida)

it's a party, shawty, go and touch the roof



(Will.I.Am)

and we got the bottles poppin so throw your hands in the ayer

touch the ceiling baby



(Flo Rida)

feel it, feel it baby

throw your hands up!



[Chorus: Will.I.Am ]

Oh hot damn (damn), this is my jam (jam)

Keep me partying till the A.M.

Y'all don't understand, make me throw my hands

In the ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, ay-ayer

ayer, ay-ayer, ayer, (throw your hands up!)


Album Lyrics: Mail On Sunday [2008]


Flo Rida
"Mail On Sunday [2008]"


1. American Superstar
2. Ack Like You Know
3. Elevator
4. Roll
5. Ms. Hangover
6. Still Missin'
7. In The Ayer
8. Me & U
9. All My Life
10. Don't Know How To Act
11. Freaky Deaky
12. Money Right