Single Ladies Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox (Ft. Ariana Savalas)

All the single ladies
All the single ladies
All the single ladies
All the single ladies

Now put your hands up

Up in the club, just broke up
I'm doing my own groove thing
You decided to dip, and now you wanna trip
'Cause another brother notice me

I'm up on him, he up on me
Don't pay him any attention
I cried my tears for three good years
You can't be mad at me

C'ause if you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it
If you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
'Cause If you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it

Whoa-oh-oh

Got gloss on my lips and a man on my hips
Holds me tighter than my Dereon jeans
Acting up, drink in my cup
Couldn't care less what you think