“Hands Up”
(So So Def Remix –
featuring Clipse)

(Appears on the “Hands Up” promo CD single)

I’m so stunnin’ on this remix
Got 55 thousand on the left wrist
Pink diamonds match the necklace
Jesus pink DVS’s
Think big
Homes
Fuck chrome
Hop-scotchin’ through them time zones
I’m watchin’ stocks on Dow Jones
It’s Clipse with TLC
Who’s grown

Rollin’ to the club
Stopped to get my grub on
Nothin’ like those Krispy Kremes
Soon as I was done
It was time to get my groove on
Find a place that’s happenin’
And I knew that it was on

From the moment that I walked into the spot
It was bangin’
It was swangin’ oh
Till somethin’ turned me off
I wasn’t sure 
Coulda swore I saw you with someone
And at much to my surprise (whoa)

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You were right there wit’ your hands up in the air
You had hoochies everywhere
All on you
It’s like I almost didn’t know you
Tryin’ to shake that ass
Playa you don’t even dance
Sup wit’ you
It’s like I don’t even know you

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We left you at the crib
Cause I know you get your game on
Happens every Tuesday night
You said that you was cool
Your boys was comin’ by 
(Go on baby have yourself a real good time)
So I knew I could be wrong

I was thinkin’ there’s no way it could be you
Not my baby
He ain’t crazy no
Then my girlfriends tipped me off
When I got closer I could tell that it was you
You was bangin’
You was swangin’ oh

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Yeah Clipse
Malicious (uh uh)

Look at the rims spinnin’
Matchin’ gems grinnin’
Of course this attracts the attention of women
But listen girlfriend do not get offended
That’s the reason I wrapped you in that tennis
Simply so your self-esteem don’t diminish
My attitude it’s only money spend it
Play your part plus play your cards right
Like Tony and Carmella Cinderella your life (uh)

Twice as nice as the next man standing
You take my love for granted and I can’t stand it
Weren’t you in Barbados tannin’
Eatin’ out of conk shells damn it’s the life (uh)
But you don’t appreciate what’s right (huh)
Now it’s time for me to rearrange my nights (huh)
While you debatin’ number two is waitin’
To replace your face and we’re no time wastin’ baby
 

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