Hands Up
Album: Rotten Apple
Release Date: 10/10/06
Label: G-Unit/Interscope
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Hands up
We goin' way past quarter to three
I said hands up
I got my h***** right here with me
I said hands up
You gotta learn to respect the jooks
I said hands up
This s*** ain't sweet as it looks
You know I'm puttin' something on me
Right before I leave outta the car
You go tough talkin' at me you
Gon' leave outta the club with a scar
We pop bottles like it's all free
Fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar
You can order what you want it's on me
I'm a G take a look at star
It feels so good to live sucker free
I'm soakin' it all up while your girl s***in' me
It mean the world to her
Look miss
I'm a rap star who wants to be ridin' around in that car
Two in the front and the back got the plasma
This ain't a free ride you gotta have the g** ma
I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma
And I'm busy so I move a bit faster
You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya
I'm a b******
Damn near showin' his hand over the plastic
'Cause they wanna see your man go in the casket
Rule number one
Lights off and your body's stiff
By the same n****s you used to party with
Hands up
We goin' way past quarter to three
I said hands up
I got my h***** right here with me
I said hands up
You gotta learn to respect the jooks
I said hands up
This s*** ain't sweet as it looks
You know I'm puttin' something on me
Right before I leave outta the car
You go tough talkin' at me you
Gon' leave outta the club with a scar
We pop bottles like it's all free
Fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar
You can order what you want it's on me
I'm a G take a look at star
I cruise through the strip
New r*** gonna hit thousand dollar outfit
Never snooze never slip
N**** move or get hit
It ain't only the Ferrari now the jewels got him sick
Now it's 2006 I need a new bottom miss
It's aight they can talk I'm amused by them p*****
I'm the news out the bricks n**** who's hot as this
I bet the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed
I ain't a cuddler I f*** the drool outta chick
My n****z ice grill
They don't see the faces
Ooh
They probably think the bouncers at the front door frisk me
This regular s***
They charged up
I said hands up
You gotta learn to respect the jooks
I said hands up
This s*** ain't sweet as it looks
You know I'm puttin' something on me
Right before I leave outta the car
You go tough talkin' at me you
Gon' leave outta the club with a scar
We pop bottles like it's all free
Fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar
You can order what you want it's on me
I'm a G take a look at star
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
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