Put Your Hands Up - L.L. Cool J



{We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!}

{It be like da, da, da-da-da, da}

{This that real shit dawg, real shit dawg.. c'mon, c'mon, come}

{What you say?} Mr. Smith

{Nigga, what you say?} I said my name is Mr. Smith

{Yo, I want you to state the business}

{You know what I want y'all to do?} Do your thing, do your thing, uhh



[Chorus]

{I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?}

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air}

{I know you like hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes

{I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like stars}

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?}

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - LADIES}

{I know your nails done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes

{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good - bitch}

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - right}

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c'mon, c'mon}

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh



[LL Cool J]

Papi way too pimply to live this fast life simply

Please squeeze at them twin armored Bentleys, I love envy

Evidently, the pesos made 'em resent me

Cause I clown on 'em, pull they broad gently, leave the bar empty

I pimp Benzoes, you smell cherry air freshener

Leather and indo, I cruise slow spit slick lingo

You might mingle with more stars than Ringo

on the beach in Santo Domingo lightin trees with singles

But I'm a mandingo I make your guts tingle

'til your doorknockers jingle, stack chips like Pringles

Ball like the Bengals, spread love like Kris Kringle

Get paid off the single, let them dollars co-mingle

Baby, baby, deep dish is chrome, navy

Gray interior you feel inferior, it's crazy

It's over baby your visionc12



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