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Hands Up (Remix)

TLC

3D (Import Version)

87

Rap,R&B

Tekst piosenki
Hands up, what Hands up, what Ha.. Hands up, what Hands up, Now get cha hands up, what [Pusha T] I'm so stunnin' on this remix Got fifty five thousand on the left wrist Pink diamonds match the necklace Jesus pink DVS'es think big, homes Chrome, hop scotch 'em through them time zones I'm watchin stocks on Dow-Jones It's Clipse with TLC, who's grown? [T-Boz, Chili] 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 swangin' oh Till somethin' turned me off I wasn't sure Coulda swore I saw you with someone And at much to my surprise (whoa) Chorus: x2 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 Playa you don't even dance Sup wit' you It's like I don't even know you [T-Boz, Chili] 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 (Go baby have yourself a real good time) -] Pharrell?? Babyface?? So I knew I could be wrong I was thinkin' there's no way it could be you Not my baby He ain't crazy no Then my girlfriends tipped me off When I got closer I could tell that it was you You was bangin' You was swangin' oh Chorus x2 [Malice] Yeah Clipse, Malicious, uh eah Look at the rims spinnin Matching jims grinnin Of course this attract the attention of women But LISTEN girlfriend do not get offended That's the reason I rap, you in that Tennis Simply so your self-esteem don't diminish My attitude; It's only money, spend it Play your part let's play the cards right Like Tony and Carmella, Cinderella your life, uh [Pusha T] Twice as nice as the next man standing You take my love for granted and I can't stand it Brought you to Barbados tannin' Eatin out of Kung Sales damn it, the life, huh But you don't appreciate what's right, huh Now it's time for me to rearrange my nights, huh While you debatin' number two is waitin' To replace your face and in no time he's your breadman Chorus: x3 - then end
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