Lyrics:
over your bitch
Coming over your shit
Got my feet up on you sofas, man
I mean a hostess for my open hand
You coming home to dishes and empty soda
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
we out pon stretcha, come on
Okay, everybody get down if you feel me
Put your hands up to di ceiling
Everybody get down if you feel me
Come
bet he die, that's an instant reflex
Do it all for the squad, put that on God, no false pretense
I'm at the bank, co-signing big deals is the only
No kiss-up or punk-fake rapper
So I'm different? I must be new to this!
Now If you're in a displacement
Sick of looking at fake faces
Put your hands
my face
(Don't put your hands on me)
Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
(Don't put your hands on me)
Now, I'm off up in the club drunk,
Put your right hand up, make it dub
Put your left hand up, make a peace
Put em together now, what do you get
The World Peace, World Peace
Put your
on Patron, run grab by your phone
To the rhythm
Put them up! Hands up!
Put them up! Hands up!
Hands up! Put them up!
Hands up! Put them up!
Put them
)
Real niggas, stand up (stand up)
Real niggas, stand up
Put your hands up in the air if you never fold
Death before dishonor, yeah, we sticking
hands up
Put your fucking hands up
I have lyrically fantasies like I'm Kanye
I'm planting these Busch Gardens like you escaping from Pompeii
I'm lost in
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your
run grab by your phone
Get on Patron, run grab by your phone
To the rhythm
Put them up! Hands up!
Put them up! Hands up!
Hands up! Put them up!
Hands
, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
‘Coz we’re going throwback
Put your hands up
(Hands up)
Put your hands up one time tonight
‘Coz i’mma ‘bout to blow
my face
(Don't put your hands on me)
Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
(Don't put your hands on me)
Now, I'm off up in the club drunk,
ひとつになる one
So let me see you fly
Ya, ya, we're ready
So put your hands up (yeah, get it, get it)
Ya, ya, we're ready
So put your hands up
オルラ オルラ
Every time I look at you, I lose it
Yeah Eh!
If you ever been lonely, throw your hands up
Throw your hands up, throw your hands up
If you ever been
we live by ( gun shot )
Chorus:
""K Chrys""
Everybody put them L's up .... You rockin wit da Lost Boyz (put em up)
Everybody put ya hands up
""K Chrys""
Everybody put them L's up .... You rockin wit da Lost Boyz (put em up)
Everybody put ya hands up ..... You rockin wit da Lost Boyz
pulled him from up above
Yearning hearts are hard to sew
I thought that I had a chance
But guys like that don't stoop that low
So I put your hand in his
want
Put your hands up, get em' up, put your hands high
I lead the packs like Bruce Wayne leads da batz
Rocking top hats with my verbal attacks
'm spinnin') I'm spinnin' my foot up
Foot up yeah my foot up
(Spinnin') I'm spinnin' my foot up
Put my foot down yeah my hands up
My hands up, my hands up
Just play a Ele everybody start sing
Point your hands to the sky
Signal the plane, chaplin
Dem say dancing a we have it lock
Dancing can't stop
drop that beat
Turn it up
That's too loud, mayne
Turn it down
Now turn it back up
Put your hands up and make em' clap
Cuz now we yawning
If you
you crazy damn
Girl you
Put your mutha fucking hands up
Put your mutha fucking hands up
Put your mutha fucking hands up
Put your mutha fucking hands up
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