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Hands On You Lyrics - Artist : Fat Joe
Yeah, Don talk
Uh, yeah [Fat Joe:] I got free liquor, free liquor Gold bottles we toast 'cause we richer Bella Hadid, Habib can't be thicker She's the baddest, believe you mean, nigga I'm one of the goats (One of the goats) One of the most (One of the most) Niggas this real, fuck how you feel, I'm fucking 'em both (I'm fucking 'em both, nigga) And this ain't accidental Stop, stop and get up out that rental, everything is paid for House on the hill, chandelier, the Richard Mille He the type to hit the bathroom whenever they bring the bill And I'm the type to walk a check through the kitchen Good seller, when he speaks they all listen Set this roof on fire, watch the motherfucker burn Last time was punch rhyme but this time I brought the urn To whom's concerned: we reppin' the squadis Me and Dre seen more faces than Midnight Marauders [Jeremih:] Hit the lights you know it's money everywhere Pardon my pockets, I had to drop it 'cause you dared me She know my name, been wanna scream it since she met me (Met) Let's get it poppin', you know that I'm watchin', ooh Soon as I get my hands on you, ooh (Soon as I get, oh) Soon as I get my hands on you, ooh (Soon as I get, oh) [Bryson Tiller:] Too exotic, too exotic Drop top and a big body, shawty got me hypnotic Been 'bout it, still 'bout it, already know how I feel 'bout it Kamikaze, that bomb shit Double R, that's Don shit I just send a pic at [?], like, "Who are you? I want this" You knew what you was doin' when you dropped this On my T, on my top list Just you on my watch list, just you on my conscience Baby, get [?] up and take me, oh take me We could hit this condo up, we could make a run Know this ain't party, we gon' make it one (Yeah) Get us one more bottle when this drink is done You ain't no stripper but it's rainin' ones, look, bae, hit the [Jeremih |
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