Yeah cut 'em off me I could do this with stumps Hands off me I know I can do without Hands on the block Hands on the ground Hands in the bag 'Cause
I'ma fool - Baby handed me my first tool Told me if I feel played do what I gotta do Nowadays I don't play with that K in my hand You don't know from
grounds, with the K off in my hand, Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man, On dangerous grounds, with the K off in my hand, Ready for me to blast I'
ass girl. [Verse 2] Let's party, everybody stand up. Everybody put ya hands up. Let's party, everybody bounce wit me. Champagne and burn it on a wreathing wreathe. This hot
rub-a-dub, dub love Love calling So baby rock on Clap hands, clap hands For the song man Rock on, rock on Ooo baby rock on, Clap hands, clap hands For
bitual Deadly rituals fill my head, nothin' spiritual Bullets filled up bodies like hands from my physical I got touched by the hot hands of bitter fools Divided and tempted snake
: You got crazy legs, you got amazin' head You got rings on your fingers and your hair's hot red You got the width of my tongue name on the sun I clutch
light... [Fat Joe:] Static! Let's make it rain on these niggaz (Remix!) [Lil Wayne:] Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the terror Gotta handful of stacks
and narcs Dead bodies in the allies, back roads and parks My life counted out before I memorized the number chart In the cold, the block was hot before
up the stage with illegal contraband A stomped your man so unless you want what he got You better set the mic down, I'm steaming like a teapot I'll make the tea hot
tell us to wait now You look dumb as fuck...Like Puffy in his video on that breakdown (hahaha) Tryin to dance around How the fuck it feel lock in hand
, shots spray, military Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day Groundhog Day, ya'll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word I know why, why? Ya'll all
trains, livid sharp pains Poisonous Rebel like Deck, you can't destroy this You get ambushed, skate, try to avoid this Side effects of, hot raps and hot
I beast her Tally the dough, slice the pizza Despite the features, I hold a player's crown I step in your town, snake skin down Let off a round, check
by the day, hearts are cold like winter nights Got a hot 10 on the dice in this game of life A-alikes in tune, immune to snake bites Roll like the blue
drums face one Their course was now, the snake tounge, I'm deep into this I sometimes gasp for air, deadly warfare Hot block cop and cold stares, shots
is atheists, while the other halfs waiting on a spaceship, I can't take it, screaming life is what you make it, so called fake-friends, they all snakes
ants Be aardvarks for forty hours thought, hardly a chance How long can we dance, upon our hands for these snakes? Dreams capes and screen savers fate
