Nicki Minaj - Hands Up lyrics

[Hook: Swizz Beatz] (WOO!) All they talk about is dollars (DAMN!) You ain't talkin' to man, holla! Two doors in the air And if you celebrating put your cups in the air Let me see your hands up one time Let me see your, let me see your hands up one time Let me see your, let me see your hands up Hands up, hands up Let me see your hands up Hands up, hands up [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Uh, pa** that weed to a real n***a Your girl is my biggest fan, windmill n***a Lil Tunechi in this b**h, where my skateboard? I jack a n***a queen, I don't play cards Let me see your hands up like a gun in your face Gimme her combination I'mma put my tongue in her safe And if the time is wasted I'mma clean it up like a maid Make your woman a slave, Weezy F is the grade b**hes sweatin' me like they been in the desert for days They say the best kept secret is kept in the grave New coupe is a dog, no roof on it Diamond sparkle in my mouth, bluetooth homie Yeah to say the least, Swizz this beat is a beast And my homies got that work, they Alicia'n them keys (WOO!) Hands up in the air like we don't care And that TrukFit sh** is all we wear [Hook] [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Mmm, uh, mmm, aiyyo Ayo pa** the crown to the real queen You know the girl get it poppin' like a pill fiend I got little bunny rabbits in my backyard So f** a funny style fraud, tryna act hard Uhn, you my son, no daddy you a ba*tard Plus you got mad miles on your vag card Nah, I can't work with none of them They talk slick and wondering why I be son'n them I said b**h I'm a mogul, yes I am global I don't do Barnes but yes I am noble Every interview yes I am their focal, point But I don't give a fluck, Boink A-A-Ain't going no where like horses in a stable b**h I'm in the mansion, flossing, clickin' cable N-N-Now where my bad b**hes? W-W-Where #PrettyGang T-T-T-Twerk that a** and let dem titties hang! [Hook] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Rozay! {M-M-Maybach Music} Tatted like a Navajo, she lookin' half Cherokee (woo!) Roll down on her when I used to have a Cherokee Now it's Bugattis, haters keep gettin' bodied Talkin' can't breathe, hoodlums all in your lobby I can tell by your shoes that your ponytail new (new) Tell how you move, I see your Summer Jam too (too) Tell by the j**els, I'm a hundred grand dude (dude) Really a lot more, I'm talkin' channel 4 news (WOO!) Blocka they better duck, bullet-proofin' the truck (hah) Crossin' the power circle the n***a ran out of luck Ridin' in the Rolls, yeah you know it's that don (don) New crib lookin' like Kim Dotcom (HUH) [Hook] [Verse 4: 2 Chainz] Yeah.. 2 Chainz! You know I'm bout it, whenever, wherever I'm smoking on strong, this is that steroid era Got my leather on lookin' like Thunderdome I got your girl at home, she got that Thunderdome Let me see you touch the clouds, we could shut it down From the Dirty South, muzzle on my mouth Roof, I'm a dog, I'm in it I pick your girl up like it's a f**in' calisthenic (whoa!) If she throw it at me I'mma catch it Let me see you pat your weave if you ratchet I see you do your thing when you dancin' Now let me see you do your thing on the mattress [Hook]