Hands Up! - Jonny Chopps: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Hands Up!

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Hands Up! was released on July 31, 2026 by Jonny Chopps as a part of the album Catalyst

Song Details

Release DateJuly 31, 2026

LabelJonny Chopps

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM148

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jonny Chopps

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jonny Chopps

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jonny Chopps

Producer

oliviajones

Producer

Braz

Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Producer, Recording Engineer

reklus1ve

Producer

Lyrics

Ha

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

(Huh)

Please put your hands up

(Ah)

Bitch

Brrrap-bap-bap (Ah)

Brrrap-bap-bap

Brrrap-bap-bow

(Ah)

Ha

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

(Huh)

Huh

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

She asked my star sign, told her Cancer

Cause’ Imma’ fuck up your life, like Cancer

We go Rockdale, Blakehurst, Miranda (Rockdale)

Sweet girl, diabetes, Fanta

Jump up, on my dick she a dancer

Do you wanna’ be my girlfriend, what's the answer?

B-Baby, you’re fuckin’ with a Ram TRX

Your ex cunt, was a Mitsubishi Lancer

I’m tryna’ be your boyfriend, gimmie’ an answer?

(Huh?)

What’s the answer?

(Huh?)

What’s the answer?

Her pussy red, so she don’t wanna’ fuck

She suckin’ on my sack, bra, I feel like I’m Santa

Walkin’ around New York, got me a Geek Bar

When I’m in Rouse Hill, puffin’ on an Elf Bar

Dead haps’ out West, call Jack, what’s the word bra?

Got my guy’s back, defense, like Chalobah

Put your hand in my pants, baby, like a cookie jar

Goin’ straight to the top, hittin’ that crossbar

Goin’ straight to the top, tryna’ hit top bins

These cunts chattin’ shit, airin’ em’ out

They gonna’ say I left you, gonna say I robbed you

I create a new blueprint, branding it out

She got vaginal, me, yes I got dick

But we ain’t sluts, we ain’t handing it out

Whole lotta’ motion, cause’ a commotion

She got the lotion, rubbin’ her arse

Ha

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

(Nakita, Nakita, Nakita)

Please, put your hands up

Bitch

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

(Nakita, Nakita)

Huh, I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

Huh

Decks with the DJ, party with TJ

Brand new packet of bud, for the week mate

Ca-can’t even smoke, cause’ we’re leavin’ in three days

Ba-bargain I bought, you would think it was Ebay

Ca-climb to the top, now I turn to a new prey

Na-need me a Grammy, so I never have a free day

Workin’ on my EP(ay), rappin’ like Cool J

Ha

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

(Huh)

Huh (Ah, aaahh)

Please put your hands up (Put your hands up)

Bitch (Ah, aaahh)

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up (Put your hands up)

Huh, I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

Ha

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

I told the bad bitch, bad bitch, ba-ba-ba

Ah-a-a-a-a-ah

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

I told the bad-bad, please put your hands up

I told the bitch-bitch-bad, put your hands up

I told the bitch-bitch-bad, put your hands up

I told the bad bitch-ba-b-put your hands up

I told the bad bitch-bad bitch-ba-b-ba

I told the-please-put y-ple-ple, hands up

I told the-please-hands-please-hands-hands up

I told the bad-bad please put your hands up

I told the bad bitch-ah-a-a-a-ah-a-ah

I told the bad bitch, please put your hands up

(Huh?)

Nakita, Nakita, Nakita, Nakita

(A-a-a-a-a)

She asked my star sign, told her Cancer

Cause’ Imma’ fuck up your life, like Cancer

We go Rockdale, Blakehurst, Miranda (Uh?)

Sweet girl, diabetes, Fanta (Ah)

(Huh)

Written by: Jonny Chopps

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