歌詞

Put your hands up, put your hands in the air Move them hoes side to side, like you really don't care Put your mug on mean, cause you know we be thugging H-Town in the house, that's the way that we clubbing I'm a H-Town nigga, stay down nigga Parking lot of the club, is the playground nigga Boys pulling up, pushing sixteen switches Five to sixes, Movados wrapping they riches I'm in the lot barely, and I'm handling the scene Four fifteens banging, bout to crack the screen Jumping out clean, me Spitter and E Paid the valet fee, and hit the V.I.P. We hogging the set, one deep dogging the Vette Moet and Cristal spills, all in the Lex Hoes in check, rocking with they hands in the air Moving side to side, like they really don't care Baguettes gon glare, cause my piece is iced up 19 inch buttons, got the streets light up And diced up nigga, with the monitor falling Plus my mug on mean, cause I'm a ball-a-holic I'm dranked out and danked out, in my SES Lac Trunk cracked niko paint, with the fifth at the back Vogues burning and ripping, 4's turning and tipping Poking and clipping niggaz, cause I swang when I'm grain gripping Candy paint stain dripping, got the hoes flipping Four 18's in the trunk, beating like a ass whipping Bitches strictly hitting, when I pull up knocking Southside and shocking, bouncing and body rocking Bumper unlocking, dragging and hanging low I'm looking like a million dollars, and smelling like endo Gucci from head to toe, matching Faragamo Platinum piece with iced out Roll's, got your eyes rolled Gangstas cutting through the do', catching attention Surrounded with ballers bodyguards and henchmen Chris Ward, Big Poke' and that H-A-W-K That's the gang to get it from, until the break of day So whenever whenever what, we fall in your club Don't hate participate baby, and put your hands up Nigga what nigga what, put em up put em up While I sit on grey leather, in my 6 thoed bus Pop em up pop em up, sip syrup Robatus' While I makes these hoes lust, then they feel the bumrush Pick her up shut it up, keep it crunk in the club Do the bump shake your rump, go on show your boy love Spitting flows wrecking shows, nigga everybody knows When I wreck it get naked, take off your panty hose Marble flo's matching do's, whenever ride to you hoes I suppose you don't know, that I'm stacking payroll I admit I'm the shit, dropping my bumper kit So much ice on my wrist, I think my arm frostbit Vicious lock like a pit, when I make a smash hit And when my pen touch this paper, awww shit Raise the roof get loose, on these vocals that I say Body rock and Southside, with the H-A-W-K Them Southside niggaz, know they got they hands up Northside niggaz, know they got they hands up East and Westside, know they got they hands up H-Town Texas, we got our hands up Dallas Texas, know they got they hands up Know that Austin Texas niggaz, know they got they hands up The roof up niggaz, know they got they hands up Keep they hands up, we keep our hands up Laf-Tex niggaz, know they got they hands up Rap-A-Lot niggaz, know they got they hands up And Wreckshop, know they got they hands up 5th Ward Boys, know they got they hands up I got to holla at Missy, they hands up Chevis, I'ma keep my hands up (*talking*) Dead End niggaz, execution style got they hands up What y'all know bout these streets, throw your hands up If you dick riding, I know your hands up Everybody, I know they got they hands up Big H.A.W.K., I know you bout it put your hands up Put your hands up, this a stick up nigga feel that And this is Sensei, Chevis Entertainment Screwed Up Click for life nigga, it's going down Y.S.P. you know that baby, we gon show that We gon show up, and po' up nigga From the flo' up to the do' up, bleed the rap game nigga For real, get off my dick feel that And them hating ass niggaz, my dick in your mouth Big H.A.W.K., I know your hands up baby Bout to put it in the sto' nigga, solo nigga Chris, I know your hands up baby Big E your hands up, P Cheve it's going down Everybody, I'm finna take it nationwide And tell em, to put they god damn hands up
Writer(s): Daryl Simmons, Kenny Edmonds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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