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Bunji Garlin - Hands Up | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Hands Up

Hands Up

Bunji Garlin

Альбом: Soca Gold 2002
Длительность: 3:41
Год: 2002
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Waddup? We ice and set up, making it cut up
The blood up, the blood up, yeah
It's all about getting it up in the club
It's all about body blocking, yeah
We show stopping, ha
This is Galen and the Godfather's entourage
You don't know we large
Monster piece inside, no glide
That's right, uh-huh
One, one, one, hey

Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Everybody put your hands up
Hands up, everybody put your drinks up
Things up, everybody come and put your links up
Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Everybody put your signs up
Hands up, everybody put your blinks up
Things up, everybody come and put your drinks up

Top shotters club, hoppers club, swingers
Baller blockers, maybe with some ass swingers
Broken, with the bling blingers
Party DJs hitting some musical stingers
No triggers, knock monies with honeys and figures
We come in the dance with whole grave niggas
But we not allowing no triggers
So me say

You come in here with your Benz and your BMas (what's that?)
Bap-bap-bap-bap, shove your fists into all the trimmers (what's that?)
Got your line up, throwing all the glimmers
When you got your rims moving like a bling bling, girls
We ain't tolerating no bad manners
Come in and dance with your glitz and your glamours
While the music box is hitting like a sledgehammer
When you come in here, the club stammers
Hear me say

Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Everybody put your hands up
Hands up, everybody put your drinks up
Things up, everybody come and put your links up
Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Everybody put your signs up
Hands up, everybody put your blinks up
Things up, everybody come and put your drinks up

Now if you trippin' in the back of the club
With your figures and your head in the rub
You're chillin' out there to the dub
Hand in the hub, come get in the hub
So get your hands up, we in the scrub
We takin' the jump
We come up the beat, and you rip me off
I got my honeys on the side come in and tip me off
Carrie Winter in the room come in to strip me off
When she finish with me
She whip me off, and I'm a ball

Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Everybody put your hands up
Hands up, everybody put your drinks up
Things up, everybody come and put your links up
Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Let me see your signs up
Everybody
Hey y'all, let me talk to you in the next one, y'all watch, go!

I want you that is not my name, that's my alias
Tell me why some f---ers just keep betraying us
Why the hell they playing with us
Never know that natural freaks is here with us
Never know that baseline group is here with us
Never know that monster beast is here with us
Godfather's asylum, they stay with us
Tell me why the hell some f---ers trust
Well, Godfather's not around, you know we never mind us

Up in the club is just where you're gonna find us
Thinking of just not making the race assign us
All these ways and the skill, I don't wanna blind us
All the man f---ers, 38 and Cyrus
Godfather's over taking it, that's like a virus
And you know that's when I put this in, I'm gonna bust
I'm gonna pull up in front there with me boss
So give me ball

Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Everybody put your hands up
Hands up, everybody put your drinks up
Things up, everybody come and put your links up
Jump up!
Let me see your hands up, friends up
Everybody put your signs up
Hands up, everybody put your blinks up
Things up
Hey, hey, hey

Top shoppers, club hobblers, mad swingers
Baller blockers, we bring some mad stingers
I'm broken
The bling blingers
Let the DJ hit me with some musical stringers
No triggers
No money's with honeys and figures
Come in the dance with who will dig us
But we not allowing no triggers, so me call
You come in here with your Benz and your BMas

Bap-bap-bap-bap, shove your fists into all the trimmers
Flyin' your car with best blingos
Flyin' your car with best blingos
You tellin' me it ain't only fit for bad men
But you're comin' here with your kids and your camel
The box is slammin' your hands like silly camel
And you dance to the dance, come on, with me, Paul

Jump up, let me see your hands up, friends up
Let me see your hands up