Put Your Handz Up
Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
Come on
Everywhere that I go, they play my hits in the club
I need some shots of patron, and some bottles of bud
I always got me some hoes, so I ain't never alone
I ain't never alone, always got me some hoes
I don't know what you heard but I'm the shit baby
If you play your cards right you can roll my Mercedes
Come and pass me that blunt and the bag of that hazy
Yeah that bag of that hazy
Yeah now my vision is shady
You gotta your hands up and never put them down
When they play me in the club yeah I know you love the sound
Ladies on the floor get up wanna see your thong
I know what you're waiting for, girl, come on
Come on baby girl, you rock my world
I love them black or white, see, just give me a swirl
Now if your pussy don't stink, put your hands up
Yeah put your hands up
I don't know what you heard but I'm the shit baby
If you play your cards right you can roll my Mercedes
Come and pass me that blunt and the bag of that hazy
Yeah that bag of that hazy
Yeah now your vision is shady
You gotta your hands up and never put them down
When they play me in the club yeah I know you love the sound
Ladies on the floor get up wanna see your thong
I know what you're waiting for, girl, come on [x6]
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