Lyrics:
niggas
Autograph that, flatten all the main niggas
(It's Yours!)
The world in the palm of your hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of useful
niggas
Autograph that, flatten all the main niggas
(It's Yours!)
The world in the palm of your hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of useful
Before the planet blow up
I gotta pray everyday- hand to hand with the vultures
Ya man focused….dig?
Tage:
The passion passed down by bout five wise
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
curves sit in those low rides
My hands on your hips, girl, these fit just right
Come on, let's get
A little denim on denim
We're gonna dance all
mean he has me in the palm of his hand
I'm in the palm of his hand
In '14 I almost my mind
In '15 I wasn't living right
In '16 I almost lost my life
We're one, two, three, four, five MC's
I'm Melle Mel and I rock it so well
And I'm Mr.Ness because I rock the best
Rahiem In All The Ladies' Dreams
oh)
I'm tryna give your limе a squeeze
(Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin' by the beach
(By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Oh oh)
Reclinin'
hemmed in once again by the sweet uncertain.
In the palm of you hand, in the palm of you hand
I will not fall, can not fall once again
In the palm
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands up high,
HEART IS IN MOTION
TOTAL DEVOTION
LOVE IS THE LOTION
MY HEART IS IN MOTION
Chorus
YOU GOT ME IN THE PALM OF YOUR HAND
YOU GOT ME TWISTING AND TURNING
YOU
to the Lou
And got you a straight perm
You got your ass grabbed
By your Hitman, ewww
Say word But now it makes
Sense cause in the dictionary
Shine is a verb
our shadows entwine
In this synthwave city, your hand in mine
As the night fades into electric blue
In this retro future, I'll be with you
Midnight
[CHORUS:]
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands
alone but now I can't stand it
Reaching out my palm for you to put your hand in
Girl, you are the one and I don't understand it
How you lighting up
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
[CHORUS:]
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands
[CHORUS:]
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands
as your jeans is
Your mine forever and I meant it
Baby let's ride and get high by the palm trees
Can't really help that these bitches is salty
Spending
knows how to make a Meek Mill record
" he says, stating the obvious still
He plays along
"All in favor of the first single being ‘Bad
' put your hands
Whisper in your ear, make you leak
I gotta get rid of your attitude, so I fuck you deep (ski, ski)
Yeah, I got the game in the palm of my hand (palm
lie right
In the palm of your hand"
In the palm of your hand, in the palm of your hand
Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just tryin to get by
Just
your hand don't make you real
(Money in your palm don't make you real)
(Pistol in your hand don't make you real)
(Money in your palm don't make you
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