Lyrics:
come to the t'cha
Push up ya han-ds, if you out here gettin paid
Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS, biddi-by-by
Push up ya han-ds, if you
Hey milla 9 tell me a who dem a ramp wid
Style him, kuff him and kweff him
Inna broad daylight me a walk wid
Gun inna, gun inna, gun inna hand, kuff
Please hold on to me, falling
Your hand in my hand
Your hand in my hand
Your hand
Please hold on to me, falling
Your hand in my hand
Your hand in my
Uh, I mean, damn, me and you, forever hand in hand
I'm married to The Firm, boo, you got to understand (understand)
I'll die for 'em, gimme
LEIGH, BILLY AND SLAVES
Touched by the hand of cool
I wanna be touched by the hand of cool
I wanna be touched by the hand of cool
I wanna be touched
Listen up y'all, This is Rispo it's time to vibe.
A story that's real, and it's not a lie.
It's about a boy, with hands that get weirder.
And his
the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done,
Now that you find, now that
By God
He won't back down
Push and you get pushed back
By God
I open up my mouth
Fill it up with the word of God
When I reach out my hand
Lord
Here we go again money on our minds
Put ya hands up homie this is a stick up
Every days a struggle and I ain't about to give up
I'm plotting
whip we bump, homie, stand up
We back on the block, get your hands up
You're dazed up and baked up
One little hit from the kush, you're spaced out
The love overpowers the hate by twos
All they left was the yellow tape in his shoes
It's real when the funeral wait to make the news
? so we six up
Let's do it
Come on, put your hands together
Here we go
Hey, hey, hey
Somebody lift up a Holy Ghost "Yee-haw"
Lift up your hands, come
rose up and broke their silence
And assembled on the shores
Of the closest island
With their folk beside them
And a rogue defiance
Went 2 by 2 and awoke
G's up
All the real ones link up
Everybody put your hands up
'Cause it's a rude bwoy link up
Smoke some weed and den we drink up
That's how the real
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
Time goes by when you tryna get bands
Shawty too bad had to switch up the plan
Used to make way with the rose in my hand
Tryna make your day with
raining inside,
Take our plans,
By the hand,
Hold them tight cause they're like falling sand,
Never know when the winds,
Gonna blow up again/ show up
inside the ride
Nina by my side, promise it's gon' be alright
Shawty bad with the Skechers on
Wanna hold your hand, make you my girl
Light-up
change the world
Make it a better place and let's pray
We can make it a better place
Raise your hands up to the sky
It doesen't matter what kind of race
superstar hands up
Girl you bump it like that ass is a truck
Roll it around like, that ass on dubs
I like it when your booty go bump, bump
Girl make your
Hands up in the air
I just want the
I just want the baddest bitch in the world
Right here on my lap
And I'ma hit this drink up like it's my
Hands up in the air
I just want the
I just want the baddest bitch in the world
Right here on my lap
And I'ma hit this drink up like it's my
we all stand, hand to hand with friend in hand,
Playing Patty Cake, Patty Cake, baker's man, bake me a cake as fast as you can!
Hook:
Hands up, clap
Bottle in my hand, the whiskey up high
Two hands to Heaven, wild horses run wild, oh
God only knows why, though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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