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Slim Thug - Get Ya Hands Up lyrics
[E.S.G]
 Uh-oh, better let us loose
 It's going down
 30,000 the first month
 Boss Hogg Outlaws
 S.E.S play it raw
 E.S.G. and Slim Thug
 Feel it man, feel it man
 Make way for E.S.G. my 20's Crawlin'
 S.E.S Entertainment Boss Hoggin
 Platinum piece, Carniece, we ridin' Bentley
 And I ain't trying to see no damn Penitentiares
 But if this rap don't pay off, I'm back Grindin
 Invisible set diamonds, man I'm Shinin'
 Hot boys, with hot toys so ask MISSY
 You can catch us at the bar, sippin Crissy
 We flip birds, and sip syrup and drive Reckless
 Represent both sides of Houston Texas
 10,000 dollar payment on ya Lexus
 Man I spent that last week on my Necklace
 See I got my own lable, it's goin Down Now
 Got everybody bouncin' like I'm Bow Wow
 fall, fade, gettin' paid for the Summer
 Watchin' 'Kings of Comedy' In The Hummer
[Chorus x2]
 Now get 'cha hands up! It You's a Baller
 Shot caller, trying to make ya money Taller
 Like Jay and UGK, we big Pimpin
 Make some noise all my independent Women
 [Slim Thug]
 Well It's the Mister Slim Thug Boss Hoggin
 24 hours a day, I stay Ballin
 Candy blue, 22 inch Crawlin
 Finally, me and E.S.G. Shot Callin
 On the grind, we makin' mo' FettySlim Thug - Get Ya Hands Up - http://motolyrics.com/slim-thug/get-ya-hands-up-lyrics.html
 These boys hate, but boys ain't Ready
 My Excursion, the size done by Eddy
 Full of drank and dro, tryin' to hold the wheel Steady
 When I ride, my candy paint Shinin
 And when I talk, my diamonds be Blindin
 I can't stop, and won't stop Grindin
 Up to the top, is where I'm Re Clinin
 Me and E, some super throwed Playas
 Pushin' Gators, rollin' over Haters
 We done bred, so boys can't Fade Us
 These H-Town streets is what Made Us
[Chorus x2]
 [E.S.G]
 Now there ya go in Parasuco's and Fendies
 Ok la pasa sinorita Comprendes
 Dope game, or rap game, you know we Run It
 We're back to back, back to back, like the Comets
 We pullin' up in platinum trucks on the Corna
 Look at the ice, you might catch Glaucoma
 I be shakin' and bakin' and doin' my thang Soldier
 And when I flow they be 'MAN!' Hold Up !
 [Slim Thug]
 We top drop, and keep our trunk Poppin
 When we wreck, we keep the crowd Hoppin
 We scared boys when they heard we was Droppin
 We hoggin' now, so ain't no Stoppin
 Spend a ten today won't Break Us
 We blow money, cause money don't Make Us
 Come to our show, if you think we Fakers
 We foreign name, wide frame Shakers
[Chorus x2]
Now Get Ya HANDS UP!








