Текст песни 50 Cent - Put Your Hands Up
Жанр: | Rap |
Исполнитель: | 50 Cent |
Альбом: | Going No Where |
Длительность: | 02:28 |
Рейтинг: | 1518 |
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Загрузил: | method_85 |
Текст:
Uh, all I do is this Stunt when I want, ride new shit Uh, all I do is this Uh, niggas new to this [1st Verse] I’m super-rich like Russell, naw Leor I’m decked out, my bitch smell like Dior She spoiled, she want it, she can have that Your bitch cool, but where her Birkin’ bag at? You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch Be my guest, look at mine, I’m the shit I’m hot, my shit bump coast to coast, don’t it? I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it Get caught staring at that get smoked for it Fool, my swag unlimited So fly, ain’t shit I can’t buy Louis Vuitton kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch Fresh off the runway, get your one one-day Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on The black James Bond, nigga I’m a Don I do what I want, when and where I want [Hook] Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see What’s up, you know you wanna party with me Let’s f-ck, we wilding in the place to be Bitch quit playing Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see What’s up, you know you wanna party with me Let’s f-ck, we wilding in the place to be Nigga quit playing [2nd Verse] Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo Paparazzi photo my side bitch in Manolo It’s all about dough though, my knuckle game like ? Plus I get to shooting, but keep that on the low though (Hey!) Nigga, I don’t really got to talk about it Me, I get paper, moves I make major Shoes I rock – gator, wing tips player My style so pure, I’m so couture I’m down by lose so the f-ck be import Hold up, wait a minute, money – I’m gonna spend it Or why the f-ck would I hustle hard to get it? So many flows, the hoes be on the di-d!ck And when they pop it and lock it, they know I’m with it Dame lingua, give tongue while I hit it She a star, fresh from PR Give me more, baby give me more [Hook] Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see What’s up, you know you wanna party with me Let’s f-ck, we wilding in the place to be Bitch quit playing Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see What’s up, you know you wanna party with me Let’s f-ck, we wilding in the place to be Nigga quit playing.
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