Uh, uh, get up, uh, uh, get up, get up, get up He said, hi, my name is so-and-so Baby, can you tell me yours? You look like you came to do one thing Said it all, I started on the left Then I had to take him to the right He was out of breath, but he kept on dancing all night You're trying me, you just can't fight the feeling inside You know it, and I can see it in your eyes You and me, you're smooth as a mother You're so undercover By the way that you was watching me Ooh, uh, the way you look at me, I'm feeling you Uh, I just can't help it, trying to keep it cool Ooh, uh, I can feel it in me Uh, when you do those things to me Uh, don't let nothing stop you Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ring the alarm, the club is jumping now So get up I see Sierra's on your radio, everybody turn it up Spicy just like hot sauce, careful you might burn it up You can do the pop rock, rag top, don't stop That's the way you gotta get, get and make your body rock You're trying me, you just can't fight the feeling inside You know it, and I can see it in your eyes You and me, you're smooth as a mother You're so undercover By the way that you was watching me Ooh, uh, the way you look at me, I'm feeling you Uh, I just can't help it, trying to keep it cool Ooh, uh, I can feel it in me Uh, when you do those things to me Uh, don't let nothing stop you Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ring the alarm, the club is jumping now So get up Oh, I love the way you fuck with me, dance with me Forever we can have a good time Follow me to the beat Why are you and me one on one, brazen, let down You can't walk away now We bout to turn this place out Ooh, oh It's the kids, they riding big The one police try to catch ridin' dirty In the club before eleven o'clock Like I'm trying to catch a dime kinda early Looking thick, her hair brine and curly She love the way my ride's shining pearly In the country boys that she finding pretty My pockets thick as green as curry And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry If being fresh to death is a crime I think it's time for me to see the jury You're a chameleon, I stay on the grind A hustle like me is hard to find I ain't really impressed, that's a mess It's about some dollar signs You really don't need to call your fine I know you be hearing that all the time Watching you do your step to do your step Yup, it's going down Ooh, ah Look at me, I'm feeling you Ooh, ah I just can't help it, trying to keep it cool Ooh, ah I can feel it in the beat When you do those things to me Don't let nothing stop you Ooh, ah Ring the alarm, the club is jumping now So get up Ooh, ah I got to have you, baby Ooh, ah I got to have you, baby Ooh, ah I can feel it in the beat When you do those things to me Don't let nothing stop you Ooh, ah Somebody ring the alarm, the club is jumping now So get up Ooh, ah I got to have you, baby Ooh, ah I got to have you, baby Ooh, ah I got to have you, baby Ooh, ah I got to have you, baby