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ll cool j – put your hands up lyrics

{we about to set this motherf-cker off in here tonight!}
{it be like da, da, da-da-da, da}
{this that real sh-t dawg, real sh-t dawg.. c’mon, c’mon, come}
{what you say?} mr. smith
{n-gg-, what you say?} i said my name is mr. smith
{yo, i want you to state the business}
{you know what i want y’all to do?} do your thing, do your thing, uhh
[chorus]
{i said put your hands in the motherf-ckin air – where?}
{put your hands in the motherf-ckin air}
{i know you like hoes} yes {i know you got cars} yes
{i know you spit bars} yes {i know you like stars}
{but put your hands in the motherf-ckin air – you hear me?}
{put your hands in the motherf-ckin air – ladies}
{i know your nails done} yes {i know your hair done} yes
{i know your toes done} yes {i know you look good – b-tch}
{but put your hands in the motherf-ckin air – right}
{put your hands in the motherf-ckin air – c’mon, c’mon}
{b-tch!} uhh {b-tch!} uhh uhh
{b-tch!} uhh {b-tch!} uhh uhh
[ll cool j]
papi way too pimply to live this fast life simply
please squeeze at them twin armored bentleys, i love envy
evidently, the pesos made ’em resent me
cause i clown on ’em, pull they broad gently, leave the bar empty
i pimp benzoes, you smell cherry air freshener
leather and indo, i cruise slow spit slick lingo
you might mingle with more stars than ringo
on the beach in santo domingo lightin trees with singles
but i’m a mandingo i make your guts tingle
’til your doorknockers jingle, stack chips like pringles
ball like the bengals, spread love like kris kringle
get paid off the single, let them dollars co-mingle
baby, baby, deep dish is chrome, navy
gray interior you feel inferior, it’s crazy
it’s over baby your visionc12

- ll cool j lyrics

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