Hands 2 The Ceiling

Lyrics

[Intro] Here we go, uh, here we go (What up?) Let me light this up real quick Here we go (Yo, pour me another drink), here we go We wanna see them hands, ha-hands, hands, hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Ha-ha-ha-hands to the ceiling Ha-ha-, throw your hands to the ceiling [Verse 1: Tash] Lookin' at my bitches, it's about that time For your boy flashy Tash to start robbin' you blind I'm a sign of the time, grind lines to keep 'em captivated Saturate your cups, we been activated Zero to Negro, villains to the heroes You wanna know my whereabouts? Rico's on the East Coast Then it's back to L.A., two-one-trey Party out in Paris — Parlez-vous Francais? [Verse 2: Psycho Les] Ayo, niggas talk reckless, they get their mouth smacked Get their neck snapped like a mouse trap (Oh) We get the house packed, kangaroos in the Outback I thought you knew we about that (That) The big bucks, the sluts with the big butts And even in the club, I get my dick sucked In the restaurant, she sittin' on the toilet She asked me to eat it, I told her, let's coin-flip Heads or tails, I won So I had to decide if I wanted head or tail [Chorus] Throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Hands, ha-hands, hands, hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Ha-ha-hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Ha-ha-ha-, throw your hands to the ceiling [Verse 3: E-Swift] I wanna see them hands in the air, it's a celebration Party over here for no special occasion Drink like I'm Irish, smoke like a Jamaican Blazin' 'til my eyes lookin' like they Asian I'm gnarly, dude, but I'm not Caucasian Pull up to the club on a Harley with a Malaysian We came to rock, party down somethin' serious (Excuse me, who's beer is it?) [Verse 4: J-Ro] You're soft as handball, how do your fans stand, y'all? LikNuts in the building, never let your hands fall Bandits, dammit, we nuts for pullin' licks Leave the crews bruised, take your shoes just for kicks J-to-the-Ro made to flow Shiny bald head rap, unfadable Jump in the air and say, "Oh, what a feelin'" All you rowdy motherfuckers in the house [Chorus] We wanna see them hands, ha-hands, hands, hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) (Yeah) Ha-, throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) (Like you're change in a light bulb) Ha-ha-, throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Hands, ha-hands, hands, hands to the ceiling (Get 'em up) Throw, throw, throw your hands to the ceiling (To the motherfuckin' ceiling) (Get 'em up) Ha-ha-hands to the ceiling (What? Like you're change in a light bulb) Ha-ha-ha-, throw your hands to the ceiling [Outro] Hey, hey