paroles de chanson Hands Up - future
Turn
the
fuckin
beat
on!
Ha!!
Yeah,
we
back!
(?)
I
had
to
switch
back
to
Dom
Perignon
in
rap
baby!
Cock-and-run
to
stay
in
the
business
Son
of
a
bitch!
Double
R,
look
at
me
now
motherf.
Two-thousand-and-one,
"Kiss
the
Game
Goodbye"
- let's
get
it
on!
It's
the
J-A-D-A
I
got
beef
with
the
feds
and
the
D-A
I
got
footage
in
the
game
press
replay
I
got
bitches
in
the
club
all
over
me
ma
take
it
e-asy
And
y'all
scared
I
can
tell
And
I'ma
get
Buckss
like
Milwaukee
cause
like
+Sam+
I
+Can-sell+
I'm
that
nigga
y'all
know
that
Bang
you
in
tha
yard
then
slide
off
on
the
early
go
back
In
the
streets
I
flash
the
cannon
like
Kodak
And
I
spray
threes
so
say
cheese
Already
told
you
I'm
lookin
for
enemies
Double
R
so
of
course
it's
better
I
love
cornrows
and
Farrah
Fawcett
feathers
It's
a
message
in
a
glass
bottle
read
the
letter
Money
in
the
bank
membership
Visa
sweaters
And
we
ride
or
d-i-e
together
Uh
uh
come
on
put
ya
hands
up
Nah,
fuck
that
put
ya
hands
down
(Ahh)
Come
on
put
ya
hands
up
Nah,
fuck
that
put
ya
hands
down
Y'all
know
I
got
the
master
flow,
fast
or
slow
Y'all
wanna
know
who
the
best
is
aks
ya
hoe
The
honies
don't
lie
they
love
it
And
they
cop
for
real
trust
me
dogg
the
thugs
will
dub
it
'Kiss
hit
you
with
consecutive
hot
shit
Therefore
nobody
never
gon'
spit
like
I
spit
Get
money
just
to
walk
through
off
the
books
So
when
you
mention
my
name
shit
is
off
the
hook
Shirts
is
off,
titties
is
out
And
you
know
I'm
there
the
hardest
niggas
in
the
city
is
out
I'm
in
the
club
ice
over
the
thermal
waitin
for
you
to
try
me
When
the
lights
get
low
I'ma
burn
you
Start
with
straight
shots
and
then
pop
bottles
Flirt
with
the
hood
rats
then
pop
models
Gotta
slay
two
or
more,
ma
that's
our
motto
And
y'all
might
get
down
with
the
team
if
y'all
swallow
(Muahh)
Kiss
the
game
goodbye,
the
game
is
mine
You
thought
wrong
change
ya
mind
I'm
the
nigga
that'll
pop
the
king
and
scoop
the
queen
And
take
over
the
town
with
a
ruthless
team
New
S-Type
wagon,
future
green
Gun
heavy
pants
saggin
I'm
used
to
cream
Who
you
know
can
make
a
million
dollar
bail
on
cash
Never
did
a
day
and
got
the
jails
on
smash,
K-I
double
I
move
the
perico
quick,
and
just
let
manteca
bubble
'Kiss
been
a
boss,
y'all
just
start
workin
Now
put
ya
hands
up
'til
ya
arms
start
hurtin
Don't
put
'em
down
'til
I
tell
you
Whoever
wanna
be
hard
headed
then
find
out
what
the
shells
do
Now
you
can
put
'em
down
if
you
want
But
soon
as
the
hook
come
back
put
'em
up
1 Intro Interlude
2 Intro
3 Do Him
4 Can't Wait
5 Addicted
6 Hands Up
7 One God
8 In Da Building
9 Interlude
10 Fall Back
11 Father In You
12 Redeemed Rock
13 Interlude
14 Bonus Track
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