Hands Up (So So Def Remix) - TLC



Hands up, what

Hands up, what

Hand-hands up, what

Hands up, get your hands up, what



[Jermaine Dupri]

This goes out to my ATL crew

put your hands up

If you feel it like I do

Do it all day, do it all night

You know how it goes [Uh, how it goes]

On and on and on and

You won't see me in it if the shoes ain't chromin'

Call me anywhere, globe phonin'

New home and, nigga, we zonin'

No stress [Nah], nuttin' less [Uh-uh]

Than the black American Express [Oh]

I'm a pimp, what the fuck y'all expect

Put your hands up, this is So-So Def



[TLC]

Rollin' to the club, stop to get my grub on

Nothin' like those Krispy Kremes

Soon as I was done it was time to get my groove on

Find a place that's happenin'

and I knew that it was on



From the moment that I walked into the spot

It was bangin', it was swingin', oh

Till somethin' turned me off

I wasn't sure, coulda swore I saw you with someone

And then much to my surprise, oh



You were right there with your hands up in the air

You had hoochies everywhere

All on you

It's like I almost didn't know you



Tryin' to shake that ass

Player, you don't even dance

'Sup wit' you

It's like I don't even know you



You were right there with your hands up in the air

You had hoochies everywhere

All on you

It's like I almost didn't know you



Tryin' to shake that ass

Player, you don't even dance

'Sup wit' you

It's like I don't even know you



Left you at the crib 'cause I know you get your game on

Happens every Tuesday night

You said that you was cool, your boys was comin' by-ac



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