Hands Up lyrics

[Lil Wayne]
Lets get fucked up
On the road to riches
Youre just a speed bump
Funny how the heater make a nigga freeze up
Weezy smoke a tree down til its just a
Tree stump. That Eastside nigga
Bang on you bitches. Im going at your neck
Strangle you bitches. Got a long-ass
List full of bad-ass bitches and I stay
Burned out like a bad transmission
Im on, like the lights I light up
The kush, knock out, Mike Tyson fight
Im talking about ass and titties
Sex and the City
Weezy F Baby and the F is for forget it
You loving my shine, sipping on fine wine
? she give me Einstein
Young Money motherfucker, yeah we
Picked a fine time
I was 17, nigga. Bitch, I dont mind a dime
I just ended up on every bitchs sex list
Genie in the bottle, get a muthafuckin deathwish
? in this bitch, he say fuck yall niggas
Breaking buds down the size of a football nigga
Red beam, gimme the light, no Sean Paul nigga
Let Nino bust in your face like a porn star nigga
Yeah I keep a Brian Pumper, no homo
The shit Im on got the world moving in slow-mo
Man, I told Mack I was gonna do it
Above the law, but under the influence
Man, I was on the skateboard
Kick push swagger, got my girl to the room
Got behind her like a shadow
I had her ass up in the air
I swear I got the largest clip in the world
Right here in my Gat
And I wish a nigga play
Imma bust a niggas ass
Hate Young Money? Then fuck you in the ass
187 and a hockey mask, YMCMB gonna ball
Til we fall. And this fuck all yall
Gonna ball til we fall. And this fuck all yall
We straight, sorry for the wait

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