- Votes:
- Composers:
- Kidd
- Brian J. / Harris
- Clifford J. / Prather
- Kawan
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- brian kidd production
- dirty south
- slipknot
 
- See also:
T.i. - Hands Up lyrics
We going to Cuba wit' this one
 Yeah, I been rehabilitated, rejuvicated
 And most important, relocated
 So now, with no further to do
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Hey, from the sunrise to the midnight star
 I'm by far the hottest new thing the south seen
 Bringing sixteen bars, got six clean cars
 Vert's, hoops, four doors, do momo's, and tahoes
 Star hoes, yo hoes is our hoes Keri pullin' up to the shark bar
 On the north star wit' a Puerto Rican porn star
 We in La Vida La Loca see you can't flow like me
 Or rock a show like me get dough like me
 Shouldn't signed 'em, he ain't gon' blow like me
 But give me a quarter of his bonus and half his budget
 And I guarantee he go double but if you don't, you in trouble
 It's gon' take him three coupes just for him to recoup'
 Or witness Shawty flop, like the last three groups
 While I'm in Cancun' 'round see-thru's on a three week cruise
 It'll take more than the likes of these fools to make me lose
 Sheesh, floppin' is something I can't see
 Ladies, obey the chorus shake your titties for me please
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Uh, I came to blow the spot hit the club wit' cheddar knots
 Ridin' wit' a badder bitch you gonna get or ever got
 Try me boy, you better not Shawty and I'm very hot
 Toting forty cap, forty-five nine's every glock
 Blow you up in that very spot you standing in then vanishing
 Undo this manana then, throw away this can and then
 Back to poppin' mo and blow and dro and money handlin'
 You and your lil' posse can not stop me and this clan I'm in
 While you slanderin', you better ask you gul who the man again
 Turning out a superstar back into a fan again
 Damagin' all who peek, line 'em all in the streetT.i. - Hands Up - http://motolyrics.com/ti/hands-up-lyrics.html
 I'll do 'em one at a time wit' one line on one beat
 Say ya almost gold, that's what I sold in one week
 Got a flock of freaks, while you hold on to one biich
 I'm like a Pez dispenser, Shawty, I spit treats
 The nigga who even sound good on a bullshit beat
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Well pussy nigga, you can like it, you can love it
 You can bite it, you can dub it but you can't do it how we does it
 When we ballin' in public where the grill full of gold
 Or Seville full of hoes wood wheels and some voe's
 Or hun'ed gold spokes I park at the club and a hun'ed hoes choke
 Spark up some dubs, let them hun'ed hoes blow
 I run game to get the hoe once they act like I can't run it no mo'
 I stunt them hoes broke and her money po' po'
 You can't smoke the way we smoke if you ain't smokin' no dro'
 Drink the way we drink wit no hen' and no mo'
 You can't ride the way we ride if you ain't slammin' Benz do's
 Can't ball wit' me if you got eight but can only spend fo'
 You ain't V.I.P like me and can't be searching your coat
 Ain't no P.I. like me if you ain't workin' no hoes
 Can't do the shit we do, the way we do wit' no dough
 That's like trying to win a ballgame, if you ain't takin' no score
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up
 Now ladies stand up or if you wit' me shake your titties
 Throw your hands up
 And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand up
 And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them hands up
 And keep your hands up














