Hands Up

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? It look like DJ Chose)
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe,bow)

Hands in the air, long hair
Lashes with the nails, it's a pair
Killing these hoes, it ain't fair
Hands in the air (and fucking shake, fucking shake)
Hands in the air, long hair (shake it, drop it)
Lashes with the nails, it's a pair (take it, pop it)
Killing these hoes, it ain't fair (ayy, it ain't fair)
Hands in the air (yeah, and fucking shake, fucking shake)

Head down, ass up that's the way I like to rap
Skrrt skrrt ride that, after that he need a nap
Hold up, wait a minute, you gon' have to wait your turn
Had him first, then had my turn, send him back he yo' concern (buh-bye)
Bad bitch what you heard, it ain't lies it's probably true (duh)
Tay Money Tay Tay bussin' out with your lil' boo (ha)
Keep my name out of your mouth, I know you worry about me too
Running through his head, he chasing me but swear he tired of you
Hands in the air (air), in the air (air)
Bust it on his lap (lap), he my chair (chair)
Party over here and over there (yeah, okay)
If you a real bitch put your hands in the air

Hands in the air, long hair
Lashes with the nails, it's a pair
Killing these hoes, it ain't fair
Hands in the air (and fucking shake, fucking shake)
Hands in the air, long hair (shake it, drop it)
Lashes with the nails, it's a pair (take it, pop it)
Killing these hoes, it ain't fair (ayy, it ain't fair)
Hands in the air (ayy, and fucking shake, fucking shake))

Ayy, these hoes be dizzy (huh?)
I put a ho on a tee and I don't mean Grizzley
And before you try me ask yourself, is it worth it just like Missy (the fuck?)
And I know me ex-nigga miss me (bitch)
'Cause he call me when he tipsy (uh-huh)
He got a bitch and a baby that stay at the house (yeah)
But he still be ready to risk it (yeah, yeah)
We not friends, you not my sissy (uh-uh)
Givin' out smoke, I feel like a chimney
I swear I'm the hottest young bitch in my city
I'm walkin' straight in the club, don't frisk me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I keep a Drac' in my purse, no Drizzy (uh-huh)
Strapped up in the booth right now no kizzy (no cap)
And I be quiet and chillin'
But when I'm on go these bitches know I get busy (yeah, bitch)
I put my hands in the air, I don't care (uh-huh, nope)
I wear hoodies every day but my arms still bare (for sure)
And these bitches don't like me, I'm aware (yup, what?)
I feel sorry for the next ho that try me, send up a prayer, bitch (amen)

Hands in the air, long hair (uh-huh)
Lashes with the nails, it's a pair
Killing these hoes, it ain't fair
Hands in the air (and fucking shake, fucking shake)
Hands in the air, long hair (shake it, drop it)
Lashes with the nails, it's a pair (take it, pop it)
Killing these hoes, it ain't fair (ayy, it ain't fair)
Hands in the air (and fucking shake, fucking shake)