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Lil' Wayne Hands Up Lyrics

Last updated: 08/17/2011 11:00:00 AM

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Let's get fucked up
On the road to riches
You're just a speed bump
Funny how the heater make a nigga freeze up
We smoke a tree down til it's just a
Tree stump. that eastside nigga
Bang on you bitches. I'm 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
I'm on, like the lights I light up
The kush, knock out, tyson fights
I'm talking about ass and titties
Sex and the city
Weezy f baby and the f is for "forget it"
I'm loving my shine, sipping on fine wine
I'm in some fine dime then she give me einstein
Young money motherfucker, yeah we
Picked a fine time
I'm a 17, nigga. bitch, I don't mind dimein
I just ended up on every bitch's sex list
Genie in the bottle, get a muthafuckin deathwish
Thuga in this bitch, he say fuck y'all 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 I'm 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 up in the world
Right here in my gat
And I wish a nigga play
I'mma bust a nigga's ass
Hate young money? then fuck you in the ass
187 and a hockey mask, ymcmb gonna ball
Till we fall. and this fuck all y'all
Gonna ball til we fall. and this fuck all y'all
We straight, sorry for the wait


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