Hand Up High Lyrics
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Hand Up High Lyricsby 50 Cent Buy album CD: Curtis Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up [50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)] Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!) I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!) You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jooks (I said Hands Up!) Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!) [Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)] You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) You don't tough talkin' at me you gon' leave outta the club with a star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] It feels so good to live sucker free I'm soakin' it all up while your girl suckin' me It mean the world to her, it's nothing but a nut to me Look miss, get a grip and let a motherf**ker be I'm a rap star Who wants to be ridin' around in that car Two in the front and the back got the plasma This ain't a free ride you gotta have the gas ma I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma And I'm busy so I move a bit faster You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya Haha I'm a bastard Damn near showin' his hand over the plastic Cause they wanna see your man go in the casket Rule number one keep your gun and get your ass hit that's it Lights off and your body's stiff By the same niggas you used to party with [50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)] Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!) I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!) You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jooks (I said Hands Up!) Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!) [Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)] You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) You don't tough talkin' at me you gon' leave outta the club with a star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] I cruise through the strip 22's on the whip New rule: gonna hit Thousand dollar outfit Never snooze never slip Follow rules or get whip Nigga move or get hit I don't care who's on the strip It ain't only the Ferrari now the jewels got him sick Now it's 2006 I need a new bottom miss It's aight they can talk I'm amused by the pricks I'm the news out the bricks nigga who's hot as this I bet the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed I ain't a cuddler I f**k the drool outta chick My niggas ice grill but it ain't the same They don't see the faces they don't see the chains Like Ooo when you get 'em they don't know you with me They probably think the bouncers at the front door frisk me This is regular shit the erryday mentality They charged up don't make me put in the battery [50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)] Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!) I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!) You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jooks (I said Hands Up!) Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!) [Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)] You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) You don't tough talkin' at me you gon' leave outta the club with a star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party) Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
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