Chorus: Andre (repeat 2X)]. Put your hands where I can see 'em. There make my will comply, lie down upon my face. Better than original? The world's a stage and everybody got to play their part. Put your, put your hands up. That never runs out of ammunition so I'm ready for war okay. Livin' my life like jumbo size. Throw your hands in the air lyrics. It's that same motherf*cka that took them knuckles to your eye. I'm still not convinced the original lyrics are correct though, dammit. And now I'm sittin at the end of the month I just made it. Thinkin about the second album at the Dungeon shootin pool.
But You're on the mighty side of strong and the perfect side of good. And like the daddy's wife you makin the coffee. Dem can't smear your career. Nigga you don't know me. Softly as if I played piano in the dark. Regret you eva did it. The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
Tell dem you no get so-so wuk! And now you bout to see this Southern playa serve. Comin' from tha top of my. Green weed black glot. But this aint 'bout no bread. This sh*t here is way bigger then tattoos an' cornrows. Put your hands in the air lyrics.html. Try to hustle honestly. Boy I was full a game way befo this rap thang. Givin the shout out to my Uncle Donnel locked up in prison. And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater.
Murder non believers. You got me bent like elbows, amongst other things, but I'm not worried. I really feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on. Rise to tha very top. Put my glock away I got a stronger weapon. Thro yo' hands up in the mothaf**kin air. Now in the garden I carve out six feet of space. Air, air, air, air, air. Real 'fo the money came. Even thou they try to be. It's that new brand new. Make me see your hand inna the air.. Mr. Vegas lyrics are copyright by their rightful owner(s). I was born wit it didn't nobody teach it to me.
New horizon, eyes on the prize. Make otha boys wanna do it just because I did it. Hit em' up wit all I got. Niggas think they are but they ain't f**kin' wit me lyricaly (YO). Its your boy Milwakiee stop playin. That's no compromise. Chorus: Keep your ears wide open. With lyrics that are lethal. Tell dem, you a no one night stand. Will You hold me firmly anyway? Why you niggas wanna be. I hit 'em heavy wit it. Like E-S to the P-N, cuz we adjust to the beat in the zone (zone). We gon keep this comin Comin' wit the dirtiest.
Jah Lyrics exists solely for the purpose of archiving all reggae lyrics and makes no profit from this website. Make me see your hand. Not 'bout what hoes beleive. Not 'bout who rich or po'. Light from my window sill make my way to the door. Hands in the air singing, "Have Thine own way. If you feel me thro yo' hands up in the air.