Hands Up lyrics

Artist  : T.i. 
Song : Hands Up



 Send "Hands Up" Ringtone to your Cell 

 [Man speaking]

We going to Cuba wit' this one

Yea, I been rehabilitated, rejuvicated

And most important:relocated

So now, with no further to do



[Hook 2x]

Now ladies stand up

Or if you wit' me shake ya titties

Throw your hands up

And all the ballers poppin' bottles throw a grand
up

And if you feeling like I'm feeling keep them
hands up

And keep ya hands up



Hey, from the sunrise to the midnight star

I'm by far the hottest new thing the South
seen

Bringing sixteen bars, got six clean cars

Vert's, Hoops, four doors, do momo's, and
Tahoes

Star hoes, yo hoes is our hoes

Keri pullin up to the Shark Bar on the
Northstar

Wit' a Puerto Rican porn star

We in La Vida La Loca

See you can't flow like me or rock a show like
me

Get dough like me 

Shouldn't signed 'em, he ain't gon' blow like
me

But give me a quarter of his bonus and half his
budget

And I guarantee he go double but if you don't,
you in trouble

It's gon' take him three coupes just for him to
recoup'

Or witness shawty flop, like the last three
groups

While I'm in Cancun' 'round see-thru's on a three
week cruise

It'll take more than the likes of these fools to
make me lose

Sheesh, floppin is something I can't see

Ladies, obey the chorus

Shake ya titties for me please



[Hook (2x)]



Uh, I came to blow the spot

Hit the club wit' cheddar knots

Ridin wit' a badder bitch

You gonna get or ever got

Try me boy, you better not

Shawty and I'm very hot

Toting forty cap, forty five nine's every
glock

Blow you up in that very spot you standing
in

Then vanishing

Undo this manana then, throw away this can and
then

Back to poppin mo and blow and dro and money
handlin'

You and your lil' posse can not stop me and this
clan I'm in

While you slanderin', you better ask ya gul who
the man again

Turning out a superstar back into a fan
again

Damagin' all who peek, line 'em all in the
street

I'll do 'em one at a time wit' one line on one
beat

Say ya almost gold, that's what I sold in one
week

Got a flock of freaks, while you hold on to one
biich

I'm like a Pez dispenser, shawty, I spit
treats

The nigga who even sound good on a bullshit
beat



[Hook (2x)]



Well pussy nigga, you can like it, you can love
it

You can bite it, you can dub it

But you can't do it how we does it

When we ballin' in public

Where the grill full of gold or Seville full of
hoes

Wood wheels and some Voe's or hun'ed gold
spokes

I park at the club and a hun'ed hoes choke

Spark up some dubs, let them hun'ed hoes
blow

I run game to get the hoe once they act like I
can't run it no mo'

I stunt them hoes broke and her money po'
po'

You can't smoke the way we smoke if you ain't
smokin' no dro'

Drink the way we drink wit no Hen' and no
Mo'

You can't ride the way we ride if you ain't
slammin Benz do's

Can't ball wit' me if you got eight but can only
spend fo'

You ain't VIP like me and can't be searching your
coat

Ain't no P.I. like me if you ain't workin' no
hoes

Can't do the shit we do, the way we do wit' no
dough

That's like trying to win a ballgame, if you
ain't takin no score



[Hook (4x)]