Lyrics:
glancing
Can't you see it's nothing fancy
Don't wanna see you on your phone
You gotta get in the zone
Cause you're gonna need your hands free
When you see
Yeah, I cannot change you
Yeah, I can't explain how
To be free like I am
Finally free,
Finally free from your hands
Finally free finally
Yeah, I
down these days do him dirty hands free
Niggas will cap you down 8 ways these days they dont wanna keep it g
These niggas fake bloody who u be 2008 we
hatin'? No
You can't be
Phone call with the plug and his hands free
Hatin' on a rich nigga? No, you can't be
I'ma get a check
(yeah) , give me my respect
control
Hands free from the world and hands free from my phone
To free all my thoughts to get in my zone
Is this the life for me
Is this my home
Take it
we're holding that's holding us back
Maybe we need our hands free
So we can spread kindness like confetti
Throw it up in the air, let it fall down
been died
Coulda lost my sanity my brain been fried
It's so hard to understand when it's God's plan
And it's not in my hands but in God's hands
Free
Sipping Chardinae, making deals on my hands free
Fatherhood, now the actors can't stand me
'Cause I own rap and I'm coming for your day job
Until then I'm
Got the weight no scale
So you flexing heavy
Pants fit amiri
Hands free do it like it’s Siri
Said I’m bout my cheese but these niggas lactose, yeah they
Smoother than Marvin, I need me a Tammy
Sippin' Chardinae, making deals with my hands free
Fatherhood, now the actors can't stand me
Cause I own rap,
and both hands free
No one?s paying much mind to him
The V.A. budget?s just stretched so thin
And now there's more coming back from the Mideast war
We can't
I'm high profile, but you can't see me hoe
Got limosine tint like a real CEO
Hands free, talkin' on the speaker phone
Handlin' my business, just
I'm laying niggas down ba'y bro
Think you can stand that?
Your train of thought derails like Amtrak
My grand stack, hands free and a six dippin'
Jam
wanted black, E was on the two-tone
Stupid boomin system with the hand-free phone
The dream gets better and I would like to go on
But I was brought back
to slim
Mad respect
To the shade
Degrees in which
My hands are free
Frees my mind
Burning this beat alive
Music to be murdered to
Skinny's digging his own
a conference call on my
Hands-free car telephone, lookin' like I'm talkin' to myself
Shootin' the breeze, cuttin' it up real tough like
Choppin' it up like
My bad, I just hit redial
I want you to come and never leave now
Is your mind and your right hand free now?
Our love-reach deep down inside of it
everything
Nobody’s gonna stop me.
Nothin but a breeze
You’ll find your days are numbered
While my hands are free
[Verse]
Looking out for a place to go
leave now
Is your mind and your right hand free now?
Our love reach deep down inside of it
As the candle burns, where desire's lit
Makin' love knows no
your crave
Too much free time on my hands
Too much free time on my hands
Too much free time on my hands
Something sticky on my hands
Finally you have
orange and yellow Tuss
Hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
If you got sixteen, you can get a bizzerd
orange and yellow Tuss
Hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
If you got sixteen, you can get a bizzerd
you?
I made a play that's Youtube
White girl twerk like who knew
She like hands free, bluetooth
And I put it on ring like half you
Mama said get
competition
Can't see anyone threatenin' my position (ha)
Told D I need a chauffer 'cause I'm so driven
Should be in the backseat with both hands free
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