Lyrics:
Hands up
Throw your bands up
Yeah your man sus
Tell em take a seat
Cause they know they can't stand us
Bands up
Throw your hands up
Yeah your man
your mothafuckin' hands up
Throw your hands in the smoke, cause there's smoke in the air
Get close to me, I'll contact your ass like a flare
I Stay on top Like an astronaut im up in space
Futuristic spittin I be steady on the money chase
I dress so spiffy all these fuckers call me Mr gates
believe you had me living in your fantasy
Mr. Pretender
I was tryin to satisfy ya, deify ya
You do what you think is right you be the God you bow to
I
you
Still I wanna play
Just need you near me
Trouble came to stay
Throw my head and it spin like a yo-yo
You take my hand the whole world goes
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
diе by my honor
Belly of the beast, lil Molly like Bismo
Double the C, big fresh like Mentos
I put them drugs on the
Street for your kinfolk
Sell
throw your sets up
Uh, uh, uh
Say Lil' Weezy
You did this one here, ya heard me
They ain't gon' never get weared out from this one
It's like they
It ain't no change it's whole numbers
Now don't get dumb I go dumber
Take them by the dozens fuck a one up
I'm in the midst of it all
Baby I'm soaking
Seven, six, two fucked up that boy chromosome
Boy, you my junior, just like your name Roy Jones
Like Patrick Mahomes, I'll throw the bullet, get it gone
Hey, throw up your legs, wrap those shits around my back
It's a WESTSIDE thing fuckin' hoes 'round the map
Walkin down 125 while I'm peepin out hotties
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf***in concrete
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're f***ed up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n**** what's up
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf***in concrete
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're f***ed up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n**** what's up
rappin', yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil bitch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like
so dirt went and threw the shit back
(Threw the shit back)
Es in my hand
I’ma throw that shit back
Want me to ease up
I don’t know how to act
(I
clean that ho, man, you seen that ho?
Throw some bottles at the bitch
But if that don't faze her
Get your purse lil' mama, and use your razor
Runnin' off
down with the numbers lil' nigga just check the score
You know I throw up the fives I don't fuck with the fours
Uh, uh, you thought I was playin
Pull up
the offering up out the church.
Putting in work spitting game on your Boo
Like when that rem and hennessy got me hurt
I'm tru
Taking everything you got with
the offering up out the church.
Putting in work spitting game on your Boo
Like when that rem and hennessy got me hurt
I'm tru
Taking everything you got with
if everybody just stand now
And shit don't plan out throw your hands up
At least give them a handout
And with the sun shown
It's like the Jerome is
don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I
. Leave-Her-At-Home-He'll-Take-Your-Ho
Mr. Stack-That-Dough
Young rich n-gga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
Stop frontin',
get a hamburger fo..
29cents!
at mcdonalds (baby!)
all my real chinese throw your hands up throw your hand up
all my real live chinese people throw
they know redd one of the best
plus I shine like I got a sun on my chest
(Lil' Flip)
in down south I put diamonds all in your face
and I'm sellin fifty
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