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HappyBirthdayCalvin
HappyBirthdayCalvin
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William Jones
William Jones
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William Jeffrey
William Jeffrey
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William Jones
William Jones
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Calvin Holmes
Calvin Holmes
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Aesha Dominguez
Aesha Dominguez
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Yeah Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now I said, raise your glasses, puff and pass it Neighbours say it's loud, the music ain't even blastin' The D too good I got a lot of Ro' passin' And now we're higher than ever, like puff puff pass it See we movin' up like the U Hard Trial She walk past only rappers when she backin' it up I told nigga's I'd make it now I'm backin' it up You know I had to snap back like tattoo's came wit it Is when I got the word and got me a plane ticket When L.A. said, "This shit hot" I knew I did it That's when I told my mama, "We ain't broke no more" Told my dawgs, "You ain't gotta sell dope no more" Realise I ain't gotta play pawn in the store So I got the wardrobe that I couldn't afford That's Moncler cheque, Polo check Now that I got a deal, you know I'm up next They told me, I couldn't do it, they lyin' I still did it And we ain't low, she ain't gon' see us, we're still winnin' Now keep your hands high, hold them close to the sky We gon' shine bright like the 4th of July They told me, I couldn't do it, they lyin' I still did it And we ain't low, she ain't gon' see us, we're still winnin' Now keep your hands high, hold them close to the sky We gon' shine bright like the 4th of July Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now C'mon, c'mom Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now C'mon, c'mom Yeah, yeah Now you mad as can be, I'm livin' a life you nigga's just can't believe Shit before I was signed, hoes wasn't payin' me mind Now I'm thinkin' it's time, I know I'm bound to shine Not even get in the club, they be showin' me love They like, "He's high hoe" I'm like, "How it go?" You see the chain, you better off askin' how I'm froze Yo money Bruno Mars my shit twenty four karat gold magic The shit everlasting, despite all the has-beens Who been steady askin' "Did he get a deal or is he song goin' up?" I walk in the buildin' they already know it's us These haters can talk shit, they still anonymous I got married to the cash, the money monogamous Damn, I ain't got time for nigga's who hatin' homes I'm too busy dawg, I got a whole city I'm puttin' on They told me I couldn't do it, they lyin', I still did it And when we ain't low, she ain't gon' see us, we still winnin' Now keep your hands high, hold them close to the sky We gon' shine bright like the 4th of July They told me I couldn't do it, they lyin', I still did it And when we ain't low, she ain't gon' see us, we still winnin' Now keep your hands high, hold them close to the sky We gon' shine bright like the 4th of July Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now C'mon, c'mom Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now C'mon, c'mom Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Put your hands in the sky right now Yeah yeah, puff and pass it Nah dawg, I can't gas it
Writer(s): Calvin Holmes, William Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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