Put Your Hands Up Lyrics
| Song | Put Your Hands Up |
| Artist | 50 Cent |
| Album | Can You Hear Me Now 4 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Unh, all I do is this | |
| Stunt when I want, ride new shit | |
| Unh, all I do is this | |
| Unh, niggas new to this | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| I'm super-rich like Russell, naw Leor | |
| I'm decked out, my bitch smell like Dior | |
| She spoiled, she want it, she can have that | |
| Your bitch cool, but where her Birkin bag at? | |
| You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch | |
| Be my guest, look at mine, I'm the shit | |
| I'm hot, my shit bump coast to coast, don't it? | |
| I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it | |
| Get caught staring at that get smoked for it | |
| Fool, my swag unlimited | |
| So fly, ain't shit I can't buy | |
| Louis Vuitton kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch | |
| Fresh off the runway, get your one one-day | |
| Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on | |
| The black James Bond, nigga I'm a Don | |
| I do what I want, when and where I want | |
| [Hook:] | |
| Put your hands up, put 'em where my eyes can see | |
| What's up, you know you wanna party with me | |
| Let's fuck, we wilding in the place to be | |
| Bitch quit playing | |
| Put your hands up, put 'em where my eyes can see | |
| What's up, you know you wanna party with me | |
| Let's fuck, we wilding in the place to be | |
| Nigga quit playing | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo | |
| Paparaz' photo my side bitch in Manolo | |
| It's all about dough though, my knuckle game like Cotto | |
| Plus I get to shooting, but keep that on the low though | |
| (Hey!) Nigga, I don't really got to talk about it | |
| Me, I get paper, moves I make major | |
| Shoes I rock – gator, wing tips player | |
| My style so pure, I'm so couture | |
| I'm down by law, certified B-boy | |
| Hold up, wait a minute, money – I'm gonna spend it | |
| Or why the fuck would I hustle hard to get it? | |
| So many flows, the hoes be on the di-dick | |
| And when they pop it and lock it, they know I'm with it | |
| Dame lingua, give tongue while I hit it | |
| She a star, fresh from PR | |
| Give me more, baby give me more | |
| [Hook] |
| Unh, all I do is this | |
| Stunt when I want, ride new shit | |
| Unh, all I do is this | |
| Unh, niggas new to this | |
| Verse 1: | |
| I' m superrich like Russell, naw Leor | |
| I' m decked out, my bitch smell like Dior | |
| She spoiled, she want it, she can have that | |
| Your bitch cool, but where her Birkin bag at? | |
| You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch | |
| Be my guest, look at mine, I' m the shit | |
| I' m hot, my shit bump coast to coast, don' t it? | |
| I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it | |
| Get caught staring at that get smoked for it | |
| Fool, my swag unlimited | |
| So fly, ain' t shit I can' t buy | |
| Louis Vuitton kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch | |
| Fresh off the runway, get your one oneday | |
| Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on | |
| The black James Bond, nigga I' m a Don | |
| I do what I want, when and where I want | |
| Hook: | |
| Put your hands up, put ' em where my eyes can see | |
| What' s up, you know you wanna party with me | |
| Let' s fuck, we wilding in the place to be | |
| Bitch quit playing | |
| Put your hands up, put ' em where my eyes can see | |
| What' s up, you know you wanna party with me | |
| Let' s fuck, we wilding in the place to be | |
| Nigga quit playing | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo | |
| Paparaz' photo my side bitch in Manolo | |
| It' s all about dough though, my knuckle game like Cotto | |
| Plus I get to shooting, but keep that on the low though | |
| Hey! Nigga, I don' t really got to talk about it | |
| Me, I get paper, moves I make major | |
| Shoes I rock gator, wing tips player | |
| My style so pure, I' m so couture | |
| I' m down by law, certified Bboy | |
| Hold up, wait a minute, money I' m gonna spend it | |
| Or why the fuck would I hustle hard to get it? | |
| So many flows, the hoes be on the didick | |
| And when they pop it and lock it, they know I' m with it | |
| Dame lingua, give tongue while I hit it | |
| She a star, fresh from PR | |
| Give me more, baby give me more | |
| Hook |
| Unh, all I do is this | |
| Stunt when I want, ride new shit | |
| Unh, all I do is this | |
| Unh, niggas new to this | |
| Verse 1: | |
| I' m superrich like Russell, naw Leor | |
| I' m decked out, my bitch smell like Dior | |
| She spoiled, she want it, she can have that | |
| Your bitch cool, but where her Birkin bag at? | |
| You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch | |
| Be my guest, look at mine, I' m the shit | |
| I' m hot, my shit bump coast to coast, don' t it? | |
| I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it | |
| Get caught staring at that get smoked for it | |
| Fool, my swag unlimited | |
| So fly, ain' t shit I can' t buy | |
| Louis Vuitton kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch | |
| Fresh off the runway, get your one oneday | |
| Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on | |
| The black James Bond, nigga I' m a Don | |
| I do what I want, when and where I want | |
| Hook: | |
| Put your hands up, put ' em where my eyes can see | |
| What' s up, you know you wanna party with me | |
| Let' s fuck, we wilding in the place to be | |
| Bitch quit playing | |
| Put your hands up, put ' em where my eyes can see | |
| What' s up, you know you wanna party with me | |
| Let' s fuck, we wilding in the place to be | |
| Nigga quit playing | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo | |
| Paparaz' photo my side bitch in Manolo | |
| It' s all about dough though, my knuckle game like Cotto | |
| Plus I get to shooting, but keep that on the low though | |
| Hey! Nigga, I don' t really got to talk about it | |
| Me, I get paper, moves I make major | |
| Shoes I rock gator, wing tips player | |
| My style so pure, I' m so couture | |
| I' m down by law, certified Bboy | |
| Hold up, wait a minute, money I' m gonna spend it | |
| Or why the fuck would I hustle hard to get it? | |
| So many flows, the hoes be on the didick | |
| And when they pop it and lock it, they know I' m with it | |
| Dame lingua, give tongue while I hit it | |
| She a star, fresh from PR | |
| Give me more, baby give me more | |
| Hook |
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