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Throw Your Hands Up

アーティスト:8Ball & MJG  アルバム:In Our Lifetime, Vol. 1  作詞:BENJAMIN ANDRE/GOODWIN MARLON J/PATTON ANTWAN/SHEATS DAVID A  作曲:BENJAMIN ANDRE/GOODWIN MARLON J/PATTON ANTWAN/SHEATS DAVID A 

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[Eightball] Bitch, I ain't got nothin' but time So I'ma get out on these cuts and grind Keep my mind on cloud twenty-nine My player ways keep me with plenty dimes See, I'ma shine like all six of my gold teeth when a nigga get through cooking up this oz All night on the block 'til the sunrise My only friend is the Glock with the .45 Four, five in the mornin,' it don't stop Day dreamin' 'bout flossin' a drop top Blue lights snap me back to reality I hit the alley quick and toss what I got on me Tricks ain't got shit to do but harass Search the nigga, and took about a three in cash I guess that's better than gettin' locked up Or gettin' jammed with that shit I had rocked up, huh? [MJG] Now I heard that the South is where your folks from Down in the bottoms where they broke soft Whips 'cross a nigga back, way back And now they wonder why we act how we act Gold teeth and heavy chevys and talking slower Afros and loud-ass Italian clothes People barbecuing in the front yard Money from the first of the month card [Eightball] If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up [MJG] I got a maid cooking grits, with a outfit So tight my niggas wanna stay the whole night Dice game in the kitchen, nigga, T. Lee Nigga drunk singin,' soundin' like the Bee Gees Ham sandwitch in the driveway, drop top Naked women in the den playing hop scotch Thirty bustas in my yard, they be long gone So hit me, and I'ma keep my phone on I be out turnin' corners, drinking one fifth Got some scratches on my rims, 'cause of one dip Met a broad yesterday, she hit me ten times If I diss her it'll take a nigga ten lines MJG standing tall and I won't fold You can have all the bitches, 'cause I don't hold On to any woman like a human handcuff You got ya head down, baby, fuck it, stand up Now I heard that the South is where your folks from Down in the bottoms where they broke soft Whips 'cross a nigga back, way back And now they wonder why we act how we act Gold teeth and heavy chevys and talking slower Afros and loud-ass Italian clothes People barbecuing in the front yard Money from the first of the month card [Eightball] If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up If anybody out there hear me, get ya hands up If anybody out there feel me, get ya hands up [Big Boi] How many flows can I compose, I drop this slang like lyrical


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