Put Ya Hands Up

Jadakiss

Composição de: J.C. Phillips
Turn the fuckin beat on!
 Ha!! Yeah, we back! (?)
 I had to switch back to Dom Perignon in rap baby!
 Cock-and-run to stay in the business
 Son of a bitch! Double R, look at me now motherf..
 Two-thousand-and-one, "Kiss the Game Goodbye" - let's get it on!
 
 [Jadakiss]
 It's the J-A-D-A I got beef with the feds and the D-A
 I got footage in the game press replay
 I got bitches in the club all over me ma take it e-asy
 And y'all scared I can tell
 and I'ma get Buckss like Milwaukee cause like +Sam+ I +Can-sell+
 I'm that nigga y'all know that
 Bang you in tha yard then slide off on the early go back
 In the streets I flash the cannon like Kodak
 And I spray threes so say cheese
 Already told you I'm lookin for enemies
 Double R so of course it's better
 I love cornrows and Farrah Fawcett feathers
 It's a message in a glass bottle read the letter
 Money in the bank membership Visa sweaters
 And we ride or d-i-e together
 
 [Chorus 1]
 Uh uh come on put ya hands up
 Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
 [ahh] Come on put ya hands up
 Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
 
 [Jadakiss]
 Y'all know I got the master flow, fast or slow
 Y'all wanna know who the best is aks ya hoe
 The honies don't lie they love it
 And they cop for real trust me dogg the thugs will dub it
 'Kiss hit you with consecutive hot shit
 Therefore nobody never gon' spit like I spit
 Get money just to walk through off the books
 So when you mention my name shit is off the hook
 Shirts is off, titties is out
 And you know I'm there the hardest niggas in the city is out
 I'm in the club ice over the thermal waitin for you to try me
 When the lights get low I'ma burn you
 Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
 Flirt with the hood rats then pop models
 Gotta slate to 'em more mines our motto
 And y'all might get down with the team if y'all swallow
 
 [Chorus 2] (longer and diferent fill in)
 
 [Jadakiss]
 (Muahh) Kiss the game goodbye, the game is mine
 You thought wrong change ya mind
 I'm the nigga that'll pop the king and scoop the queen
 and take over the town with a ruthless team
 New S-Type wagon, future green
 Gun heavy pants saggin I'm used to cream
 Who you know can make a million dollar bail on cash
 Never did a day and got the jails on smash, K-I double
 I move the perico quick, and just let manteca bubble
 'Kiss been a boss, y'all just start workin
 Now put ya hands up 'til ya arms start hurtin
 Don't put 'em down 'til I tell you
 Whoever wanna be hard headed then find out what the shells do
 Now you can put 'em down if you want 
 But soon as the hook come back put 'em up
 
 [Chorus 3] (then fade)
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