Ey DJ

A. I... J.J. Bring back the tune, don't mess around, people are going crazy, the whole club's on fire, and everyone's screaming "hur.".

We want to party, we want to party, we want to talk in our ear.

Oh, Mommy, the way you move from behind looks like you're moving a lot.

My eyes wander from cotton to cotton if I had to choose, I'd take both.

I want to see your tremors. I want to see your tremors.