Young Dolph - Put Ur Hands up (feat. Gucci Mane & Young Thug) lyrics

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Young Dolph - Put Ur Hands up (feat. Gucci Mane & Young Thug) lyrics

You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up n***a Put ya hands up it's so stika, it's so stika Put ya hands up, I can't pick up, I can't pick up Bout that hundred punds in that, back to pick up, back to pick up I'm a pull up, pull, pull up n***a countin', countin' n***a How will got a pound about, hit it n***a on line n***as got the hands up but the n***as ain't nothin' Gotta cute P one by one with me Gucci man wanna try now with me Pull out the tone ain't start to screaping You look clip and hola that bow My confess it mean a whole o fity Gucci Mane come pinchie like my girl come naked I just keep on bugging the balls Biggest ball I just down searching Better stay on my down baby We, we independent most of these days still get mad You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up n***a I start the wrong right out of plug (Should I do it? But I ain't even do it. f** it) I scare the [?] pack with the profit We straight to that collapse and do it I worry 'bout to get that photo Say f** that I'mm cooper And nobody round in this pretty motherf**er ride He will be on my trolley G me and my fox ain't never love nobody So you know I don't trust nobody Lie about it, it's that kind of party All I do is wide in circles with these b**hes ooh Maley It's a stika, it's stika I saw you with pie but I see Gucci are turn to get you ooh My n***as from eighty eight but I'm a meat this n***as up Shawnty they clug like master B and make you say Is down, forbid this b**h On that paper rap sh** with the truck with four dollar ain't fit That's how I'm trapping on me, how I kick it Pull the drag out that black [?] with the thirty dollars easy You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up n***a Put your motherf**ers hands up, don't move n***a I will get you LA without no school brothy Turn into [?] then n***a try to win it, turning into roading pull in it I will really try, man that's my image b**hes, b**hes, b**hes, they can't read it I can't trust it Our fealty on the floor, pissed it on the couch I'm not stunning, got me in this spot on me Why you really think I'm not gonna buy a thing n***a winning p**y hey what up with the b**h Must e worm for me n***a roll up on me you gonna die n***a n***a read this Ak sign to you, like trace songs Can't have treagor, I motherf**er beat to gorilla Hit a p**y n***a with three reggy miller b**h not in fall, is a f**ing chill chiller Leaving with the birds on the f**ing baby seller You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up n***a

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