Lyrics:
(Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's, those are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's
[Jay-Z]
Fo' sho', everything's for dough now
I flow, y'all gotta pay a little mo' now
It's platinum, nowadays we put the gold down
We stepped it up
them hands up, hands up
This is for them hustlin' boys and girls
It's the return of best of both worlds
[Slick Rick]
Well once upon a time, they
Scrappy, that's what grown man do, let's move
[Chorus 2x: R. Kelly]
In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them
of bein' a Beatle though
Don't want to, I need to, ya gotta learn to keep it cerebral
When you come up in a place where everyone got a piece but ain't
drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I
to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
hands up, Put 'cha hands up
It was bound to happen, It was bound to happen,
It was bound to happen, put 'cha rollie's in the air,
It was bound
They come back again
Running to the money
I promise neva look back again
Snake mode
I just put an anaconda
On a Draco
Make me pull up on ya block
a match
Burn em' up
I don't think you heard enough, fuck it
Let me turn it up
Grab ya bitch, turn her out
Sell her for a couple buds
Put her on a stroll
Bet
on the row nigga (put your hands up and shut the car off)
Aight
(Shut it off asshole)
It's off cuh
Ay look at blood and them get jacked by the ones
Nigga
film and make a movie
It's better in jacuzzis
This VNM touched her boobies
These crowds what I'm inducing
Pure VNM it's conclusive
Now put ya hands up if
the fuck out the house
[Scarface (Jay-Z)]
I caught a northwest flight to NY, on the buddy pass
Sitting at the exit row, by the do'
(I got a hoopty from
thangs, my hands are a danger
Not just my trigger, but all five fangers
Lace ya down lace ya up, bury you in mudholes
Welcome to my domain, please deposit
basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
we live by ( gun shot )
Chorus:
""K Chrys""
Everybody put them L's up .... You rockin wit da Lost Boyz (put em up)
Everybody put ya hands up
""K Chrys""
Everybody put them L's up .... You rockin wit da Lost Boyz (put em up)
Everybody put ya hands up ..... You rockin wit da Lost Boyz
Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya
Back when I first grabbed that pen
I told myself I was gon' win
And I ain't know when
But it was gon' end
Up happening,
you ought to, slow down..}
"Nine to five is how you survive, I ain't tryin to survive" -> Jay-Z
{You know you ought to, slow down..}
"What I do for
me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell 'em I'm where hope, floats man
(Jay-z is taking the stand)
Ghetto spokes man
Right hand on the Bible, left
(Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's, those are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's
thongs on, and ya girl clothes
It's a mans world, sing along ho'z
WE MOVE OUT, we move out there
YA'LL GET OUT, get put out there
Wit ya thongs on,
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
us
do me a favor little mama and could you just
Put ya hands up, ladies put ya hands up
get ya hands up, fellas get ya hands up
It's ya nigga Ne-Yo, I
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