Hands On It

Lyrics

[Intro: Traxamillion] Ayo Erk, you make it look too easy, man (Traxamillion) [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] She thick, let me put my hands on it She the shit, let me put my hands on it I'm lit, I'ma put my hands on it Do it in a handstand, I'ma put my hands on it, huh (Let's go) [Verse 1: Erk tha Jerk] Little mama go hard, she ain't stopped yet (Stopped yet) Light-skinned, straight from the projects Said she's been single for a couple years One baby daddy, got a couple kids Uh, put your mouth where the money is I'm buzzin', baby, show me where the honey is Yeah, make it happen for the clique Pocket full of money — how nasty can you get? That's it, I could make her scream out Fresh from the shop, she ain't tryna sweat her weave out Yeah, say my name, bring the freaks out Rippin' the sheets off, bringin' the beast out Yeah, tell that sucker nigga "Peace out" (Peace out) She suck a nigga like she took her teeth out (Teeth out) Yeah, she wet like a beach house I'm fresh like a free ounce, uh [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] She thick, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) She the shit, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) I'm lit, I'ma put my hands on it Do it in a handstand, I'ma put my hands on it, huh She thick, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) She the shit, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) I'm lit, I'ma put my hands on it Do it in a handstand, I'ma put my hands on it, huh [Verse 2: Erk tha Jerk] Yo, baby goin' like a muh'fucka Turn around, baby holdin' like a muh'fucka Uh, she poppin' like a firecracker Throw a couple dollars at her, touch her like a chiropractor I'm on, never takin' a loss I'm gone, I'm thinkin' 'bout breakin' ya off Keep 'em on, don't think about takin' 'em off Keep your ass in the air and put your face on the wall She be prayin' I call, but I never do I be thinkin' revenue, twenty steps ahead of you You should bring a friend or two, if you don't mind sharin' Can't stop starin' like "What am I wearin'?" Yeah, I'm tryna touch her, figure-8 for me — nasty Maybe you should get a plate for me — Lassie Shake it like a dog, she ratchet, classy Boo, you know how many we meet with no panties? [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] She thick, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) She the shit, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) I'm lit, I'ma put my hands on it Do it in a handstand, I'ma put my hands on it, huh She thick, let me put my hands on it She the shit, let me put my hands on it I'm lit, I'ma put my hands on it Do it in a handstand, I'ma put my hands on it, huh [Verse 3: Erk tha Jerk] Uh, every nigga in the club try to get wit' her (Let's go) She can't wiggle like that with a dick in her (Yeah) I got a young homie, she got a big sister I ran out of papers and rolled a big Swisher She got my name tatted, that's me, nigga Let my nigga have her, that's a flea-flicker Buy your own shots, no free liquor No mid-grade, OG, nigga (Let's go) [Chorus: Erk tha Jerk] She thick, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) She the shit, let me put my hands on it (Put my hands on it) I'm lit, I'ma put my hands on it Do it in a handstand, I'ma put my hands on it, huh She thick, let me put my hands on it She the shit, let me put my hands on it I'm lit, I'ma put my hands on it Do it in a handstand, I'ma put my hands on it, huh [Outro] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, ooh, ooh, ooh Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, ooh, ooh, ooh (Alright) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, ooh, ooh, ooh Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, ooh, ooh, ooh (Alright)