Lyrics:
Shoot the fade with me, I'd love to put these hands up
I could 40-Glock you, unarmed
Drop the world on your head with one arm
Dear Slim, Hailie's with
trust
If ya bands is up
A man in some hand-me downs will
Be like "Hands is up" ante up
If I don't win then my family fucked
And I was told
"Don't hold ya
Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin'
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
Tha motherfuckin' Dogg Pound
Is definitely in the motherfuckin' house
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo Kurupt, run that shit
Niggas I grew up with,
to lock up my hommies for...... Trippin?
Mr President
I ain't hesitant
I fly this kite up on behalf of...... And my resident
Blue collar taxpayers
thinking to herself like
I wish I was with that nigga
chorus:
If you at home lettin' her go out alone (lone)
then I'ma take yo bitch
and if she keep jockin'
ain't talking money you got a accent nigga
All these niggas fronting
I'll back hand niggas
Try to pull it put a bullet in yo catscan nigga
I got
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin'
'm slick with the pipe
This shit ain't just for the night
You gotta stay by my side
I might change yo life
Young nigga just tryna survive
Stay close to that
wit' us, I'll put a foot up yo ass
Collect calls from the pen so I catch it in the kitchen
The homie say, send him naked pictures of bitches
And if
yo hands up
Put yo hands up one, two, three, go
Yo just give me one
Major Lazer, Mr killa put yo hands up
(Throw) put yo hands up
(Throw) put yo
Mr. Dough
and Mr. Eighty four, hating hoe, we think yo' sister know
When I hits the do', motherfuckers drop and kiss the flo'
Light bulb flow, I
up or I'll stick you up
Nigga put yo hands up befo I fuck you up
[Chorus: x 2]
Now What's up wit dat
Cause you know us don't play
We bust tha
Yea, uh huh
Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas eh
Sucka ass nigga
Slap yo nose off yo face (fuck them niggas)
Look, I'm big time nigga
Y'all too
fuckin' tongue
I'ma kill this fuckin' bum
I put that on my youngest son
I'll bust a gun
Have bullets flyin' out the fuckin' drum
Holdin' up a 9 in my hand
Listen to this track, bitch
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato
Put his brains on a canvas
Throwin' yo ho on a boat and I fucked
Up her throat now she callin' me cancer
I'm smokin' on opps, when I blow
It's too hot
nigga
Way too big for that silver shit to hold nigga
Tryna wake my fans up how I'm supposed to make em put they hands up in hand cuffs shit
Its only right
Listen to this track, bitch
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato
Cause I'm gonna make my on ends
That's Wh What's up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don't know how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil' back into it
Cause I'm gonna make my on ends
That's Wh What's up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don't know how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil' back into it
Cause I'm gonna make my on ends
That's Wh What's up
Ladies lets say you want a man
But don't know how to do it
Dirty dance with em
Put a lil' back into it
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