verse 1



oooooo oh,oh,oh,oh

just past eleven o'clock 

got up in the club gonna rock the spot(oh, oh)

girls out it bubbling up

boys take a look see wot you can't touch

sunny jeans and a prada bag

6 inch heel saying i can dance

he's working it out, he's turking it out

not gonna doe round, go round



Chorus



i can feel the base line jumping

watch out there's my song

hey yea, let me see your hands up in the air

hey yea, show em what cha got shake it all around yeah yeah

hey ho, you wanna little of this

you want a little, wanna little of this

hey ho, you wanna little of this

you wanna little, wanna little of this

you boy you think, you think u've got it

can't, can't, can't, can't touch it



Verse 2



ooo oh

i'm not what you think i am

you ain't gonna get what you think you can

oh no, you aint the man

you might be fine, but i don't give a damn

so im here with my girls tonight

no strings attached no guys are cry

i'm gonna let my hair down get out of the town

dj's turning it up nice an loud



Chorus



you wanna little of this, you wanna little, 

you wanna a little of this

you wanna little of this, you wanna little, 

you wanna a little of this



Chorus



hey yea, let me see your hands up in the air

hey yea, show em what cha got shake it all around yeah yeah

hey ho, you wanna little of this

you want a little, wanna little of this

hey ho, you wanna little of this

you wanna little, wanna little of this

you boy you think, you think u've got it

can't, can't, can't, can't touch it