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HANDS UP Video (MV)




Performed By: Latroy
Length: 2:12
Written by: Kaleb Cooper




Latroy - HANDS UP Lyrics




Early morning waking up and yeah I see the sun out
Gotta get my bag
Yeah know I'm boutta cash out

I don't hear the negativity
Just block it out
Wildin' like the sun
So I block it with the clouds

Gotta run and throw my hands
Throw my hands up
I ain't messing witchu you haters
Getcha bands up
F****n' up the club
Pour the drinks up
Now she yelling at her mans
Cuz' he played her

That's such a shame
That's really lame
I never been the one to blame
But i'm saying
Maybe we could make arrangements
Make some statements
But first I got a couple payments
Let me say this
Wooahh

Cartier up on my wrist and that's woah, that's woah
20,000 first year that's woah, that's woah
Heard police I think they coming through the door, through the door
I got my hands up and you know how go, how it go

Put me on the stage on the stage
I don't need the fame need the fame
I could give a f*ck bout gettin paid
I don't wanna see my people fade
I don't wanna see them take us down, baby

Gotta run and throw my hands
Throw my hands up
I ain't messing witchu you haters
Getcha bands up
F****n' up the club
Pour the drinks up
Now she yelling at her mans
Cuz' he played her
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Early morning waking up and yeah I see the sun out
Gotta get my bag
Yeah know I'm boutta cash out

I don't hear the negativity
Just block it out
Wildin' like the sun
So I block it with the clouds

Gotta run and throw my hands
Throw my hands up
I ain't messing witchu you haters
Getcha bands up
F****n' up the club
Pour the drinks up
Now she yelling at her mans
Cuz' he played her

That's such a shame
That's really lame
I never been the one to blame
But i'm saying
Maybe we could make arrangements
Make some statements
But first I got a couple payments
Let me say this
Wooahh

Cartier up on my wrist and that's woah, that's woah
20,000 first year that's woah, that's woah
Heard police I think they coming through the door, through the door
I got my hands up and you know how go, how it go

Put me on the stage on the stage
I don't need the fame need the fame
I could give a f*ck bout gettin paid
I don't wanna see my people fade
I don't wanna see them take us down, baby

Gotta run and throw my hands
Throw my hands up
I ain't messing witchu you haters
Getcha bands up
F****n' up the club
Pour the drinks up
Now she yelling at her mans
Cuz' he played her
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Writer: Kaleb Cooper
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