Hands Up
Lloyd Banks feat. 50 Cent & Kool Savas Lyrics
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Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)
You don't tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
It feels so good to live sucker free
I'm soakin' it all up while your girl suckin' me
It mean the world to her, it's nothing but a nut to me
Look miss, get a grip and let a motherfucker be
I'm a rap star
Who wants to be ridin' around in that car
Two in the front and the back got the plasma
This ain't a free ride you gotta have the gas ma
I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma
And I'm busy so I move a bit faster
You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya
Ha ha I'm a bastard
Damn near showin' his hand over the plastic
'Cause they wanna see your man go in the casket
Rule number one keep your gun and get your ass hit that's it
Lights off and your body's stiff
By the same niggas you used to party with
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)
You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You don't tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
I cruise through the strip
22's on the whip
New rule: gonna hit
Thousand dollar outfit
Never snooze never slip
Follow rules or get whip
Nigga move or get hit
I don't care who's on the strip
It ain't only the Ferrari now the jewels got him sick
Now it's 2006 I need a new bottom miss
It's aight they can talk I'm amused by the pricks
I'm the news out the bricks nigga who's hot as this
I bet the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed
I ain't a cuddler I fuck the drool outta chick
My niggas ice grill but it ain't the same
They don't see the faces they just see the chains
Like Oh when you get 'em they don't know you with me
They probably think the bouncers at the front door frisk me
This is regular shit the everyday mentality
They charged up don't make me put in the battery
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)
[Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)]
You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You don't tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
The lyrics to “Hands Up” by Lloyd Banks (feat. 50 Cent) are typical of a party anthem - they urge the listeners to get their hands up and enjoy the moment. The song talks about living life to the fullest and partying hard. The first verse emphasizes that the party extends way past quarter past three, and that the singer is always prepared to protect himself with a hammer when partying with crooks. The second verse talks about the luxury cars and outfits that the singer owns and how he's amused by the people who talk about him. The chorus repeats the importance of putting your hands up and being ready to party hard.
The lyrics are very straightforward, and they mostly focus on enjoying the party life. They also hint at the dangers of living that lifestyle, with mentions of carrying weapons and the risks of getting into fights. Overall, the song is a representation of the rap scene's hedonistic and self-indulgent culture.
Line by Line Meaning
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Raise your hands up high
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
When you're partying with me, get ready to stay up late and have a great time
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
I'm protected and feel safe in the VIP section with my weapon
You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
When you hang with us, you need to be able to take a joke and not be easily offended
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)
Life isn't always easy, and being famous isn't as great as it seems
You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
I'm making sure I'm armed before leaving the car because you never know what can happen
You don't tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
Don't try to act tough around me, or you might end up getting hurt
We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We're partying hard and spending a lot of money on drinks
You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
I'm taking care of my friends and showing off my status as a gangster
It feels so good to live sucker free
It's great to not have to deal with people trying to take advantage of you
I'm soakin' it all up while your girl suckin' me
I'm enjoying all the attention from someone else's girlfriend
It mean the world to her, it's nothing but a nut to me
To her, it's a big deal, but to me, it's just a casual encounter
Look miss, get a grip and let a motherfucker be
Stop being so clingy and possessive, and let me do my thing
I'm a rap star
I'm a successful musician in the rap genre
Who wants to be ridin' around in that car
Who wouldn't want to drive this fancy car?
Two in the front and the back got the plasma
The car has two screens in the front and back for entertainment
This ain't a free ride you gotta have the gas ma
I'm not giving you a free ride, you need to have the money for gas
I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma
I wouldn't waste my money on a woman who has health issues
And I'm busy so I move a bit faster
I'm a busy person, so I don't have time to slow down
You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya
You can't assume I want something from you, ask me first
Ha ha I'm a bastard
I can be rude and inconsiderate sometimes
Damn near showin' his hand over the plastic
I'm almost revealing my gun in public
'Cause they wanna see your man go in the casket
People are envious and desire to see me dead
Rule number one keep your gun and get your ass hit that's it
If you don't have a gun, you're at risk of getting hurt or killed
Lights off and your body's stiff
When the lights go off, someone could get hurt
By the same niggas you used to party with
You never know who will turn on you, even your former friends
I cruise through the strip
I drive through the city streets
22's on the whip
My car has 22 inch rims
New rule: gonna hit
I'm establishing a new rule that I plan to enforce
Thousand dollar outfit
I'm wearing expensive clothing
Never snooze never slip
I'm always alert and ready to act
Follow rules or get whip
Do what I say or face the consequences
Nigga move or get hit
Get out of my way or I'll strike you
I don't care who's on the strip
I'm not intimidated by anyone who's around
It ain't only the Ferrari now the jewels got him sick
People are envious of me not only for my car, but also my jewelry
Now it's 2006 I need a new bottom miss
It's a new year, and I need a new woman
It's aight they can talk I'm amused by the pricks
I don't care what other people say, it doesn't bother me
I'm the news out the bricks nigga who's hot as this
I'm making headlines and known as the best in my neighborhood
I bet the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed
People are angry and jealous of my luxurious lifestyle
I ain't a cuddler I fuck the drool outta chick
I'm not into cuddling, I'm only interested in sexual activity
My niggas ice grill but it ain't the same
My friends may appear cold and intimidating, but things aren't always what they seem
They don't see the faces they just see the chains
People only notice our expensive jewelry, not who we are as people
Like Oh when you get 'em they don't know you with me
When you buy these items, people don't know that you're my friend
They probably think the bouncers at the front door frisk me
They might assume that I'm being pat down by security when I enter a club
This is regular shit the everyday mentality
This is just a regular part of our everyday lives
They charged up don't make me put in the battery
Some people are trying to provoke me, but I won't give in
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Teraike Crawford, Marshall B. Iii Mathers, Phillip Pitts, Christopher Charles Lloyd, Luis Edgardo Resto, Curtis James Jackson
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