With his aunt Chivon Dean, and uncles Dee, and Waah Dean involved with the Ruff Ryders label, he began to produce tracks at the age of 16. He sold his first beat at 17 which became DMX's hit single Ruff Ryders Anthem. He started working with Ruff Ryders, Roc-A-Fella Records, Elektra Records, Epic Records, Def Jam Recordings, and Bad Boy Entertainment and his career blew up from there. But it wasn't until his first solo album, 2002's Presents G.H.E.T.T.O. Stories, that he started to get notices for his production style and interesting ideas. He released two singles "Guilty" and "Bigger Business" and both had music videos.[
Swizz Beatz has his own record label called Full Surface which was helped developed by Cassidy and is currently working on albums by Cassidy, Jay-Z, 2 Much, 50 Cent, Drag-On, Papoose, Busta Rhymes, Ruff Ryders, Michael Jackson, Eve, T.I., Lil Wayne, Bow Wow, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Eminem, Lil Jon and Ludacris. He is also set to be recording the new album for his close friend DMX which is confirmed to be titled Walk with Me Now and You'll Fly with Me Later. It was also confirmed he will be working with Jennifer Lopez for the first time on her new album.
Swizz Beatz released his first proper solo album titled One Man Band Man on August 21, 2007, selling 45,000 records in its first week of release including songs such as "It's Me Bitches", "Money in the Bank".
On October 19, 2007, as an extension to his first solo project, Swizz Beatz launched a contest called Music Video 2.0 and The Source Magazine Presents "Share the Studio." The contest and allows unsigned/indie music artists the opportunity to compete on the Music Video 2.0 website for the chance to open for Swizz Beatz at a NYC event.
Swizz Beatz also did an interview with MTV about his next album stating he just leaked a record called "Hard Knocks" with Drag-On. It's the first offering from Beatz's upcoming follow-up to One Man Band Man.
“ Everybody is expecting 'It's Me Bitches' or 'Money in the Bank', I just want to use my opportunity to get a little more serious in the artist department, as a performer and lyricist. Not giving a f--- about radio and all that. I just want to give hip-hop something that's not on the radio. A lot of the songs I got can blend in on the radio, but 'School of Hard Knocks' don't blend in with nothing on the radio. I'm already in full mode. What they want me to do? Let's get it. I'm busting shots early — bong, bong!
The title is between Life After the Party and Remember Hip-Hop," he continued. "I'm in between them. I don't even have a date on my joint. I'm just feeling out the scene.
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Händs Up
Swizz Beatz Lyrics
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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
Hands up, hands up
Uh, pass that weed to a real nigga
Your girl is my biggest fan, windmill nigga
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, where my skateboard?
I jack a nigga 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
Bitches 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 shit is all we wear
All they talk about is dollars
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
Ayo pass 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 fuck a funny style fraud, tryna act hard
Uhn, you my son, no daddy you a bast-ard
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 bitch 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
Bitch I'm in the mansion, flossing, clickin' cable
N-N-Now where my bad bitches? W-W-Where Pretty Gang
T-T-T-Twerk that ass and let dem titties hang!
All they talk about is dollars
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
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 jewels, 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 nigga ran out of luck
Ridin' in the Rolls, yeah you know it's that don (don)
New crib lookin' like Kim Dotcom (Huh)
All they talk about is dollars
You ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Two doors in the air
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
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 fuckin' 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
All they talk about is dollars
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
All they talk about is dollars
You ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Two doors in the air
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
The lyrics to the song "Hands Up" by Swizz Beatz, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj, 2 Chainz, and Lil Wayne are about money, success, and celebration. The phrase "all they talk about is dollars" implies that the artists are aware that many people around them are obsessed with money, and that they themselves are in the same position. The lyrics contain references to owning expensive cars ("two doors in the air"), smoking weed ("pass that weed to a real nigga"), and having sex with women ("make your woman a slave"). The chorus encourages the listener to raise their hands up in the air as a sign of celebration.
The verses by Lil Wayne and Nicki Minaj are particularly noteworthy. Lil Wayne's verse contains references to his love of skateboarding, his habit of stealing other men's girlfriends, and his reputation as a top rapper ("Weezy F is the grade"). Nicki Minaj's verse features clever wordplay and references to her wealth and fame, as well as a dismissive attitude towards other rappers ("tryna act hard").
Overall, the song is a high-energy anthem that celebrates wealth, success, and partying.
Line by Line Meaning
All they talk about is dollars
The people around me only care about money
You ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Don't talk to me unless you're talking about something important
Two doors in the air
Two very expensive cars parked outside
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
If you're happy, raise your glasses and celebrate
Let me see your hands up one time
Raise your hands once
Let me see your, let me see your hands up one time
Raise your hands once more
Let me see your, let me see your hands up
Raise your hands again
Hands up, hands up
Keep your hands raised
Let me see your hands up
Raise your hands one last time
Uh, pass that weed to a real nigga
Give the joint to someone who can handle it
Your girl is my biggest fan, windmill nigga
Your girlfriend loves me more than she loves you
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, where my skateboard?
Lil Wayne is here, where's his skateboard?
I jack a nigga queen, I don't play cards
I'll steal someone's woman, I don't play games
Let me see your hands up like a gun in your face
Raise your hands quickly like you're under threat
Gimme her combination I'mma put my tongue in her safe
Give me her password and I'll satisfy her sexually
And if the time is wasted I'mma clean it up like a maid
If time is wasted, I will make it worthwhile
Make your woman a slave, Weezy F is the grade
I will make your woman my slave and Weezy F is the best
Bitches sweatin' me like they been in the desert for days
Girls are always attracted to me like they haven't seen anyone in days
They say the best kept secret is kept in the grave
The greatest unknown thing is kept hidden forever
New coupe is a dog, no roof on it
The new car is amazing, with no roof
Diamond sparkle in my mouth, bluetooth homie
I have a great diamond on my teeth, and I don't need any certain technology
Yeah to say the least, Swizz this beat is a beast
The beat is so great, it deserves more than just a compliment
And my homies got that work, they Alicia'n them keys (WOO!)
My friends have a lot of money, they're like Alicia Keys
Hands up in the air like we don't care
Raise your hands high and don't worry about anything
And that TrukFit shit is all we wear
We only wear TrukFit clothing
Ayo pass the crown to the real queen
Hand over your power to the true queen
You know the girl get it poppin' like a pill fiend
The girl is great at what she does, like someone addicted to pills
I got little bunny rabbits in my backyard
I have cute bunny rabbits in my backyard
So fuck a funny style fraud, tryna act hard
Ignore people who try to act tough but are actually fake
Uhn, you my son, no daddy you a bast-ard
You're like my child, but you have no father, you're a bastard
Plus you got mad miles on your vag card
You've had a lot of sexual partners
Nah, I can't work with none of them
I can't collaborate with any of these people
They talk slick and wondering why I be son'n them
They talk behind my back and then wonder why I disrespect them
I said bitch I'm a mogul, yes I am global
I'm a powerful business person and I'm recognized worldwide
I don't do Barnes but yes I am noble
I'm not a scholar but I hold myself to a high standard
Every interview yes I am their focal, point
In every interview, I'm the most important topic
But I don't give a fluck, Boink
But I don't care, Boink
A-A-Ain't going no where like horses in a stable
I'm not going anywhere, like horses in a stable
Bitch I'm in the mansion, flossing, clickin' cable
I'm in my mansion, flaunting my wealth, watching TV
N-N-Now where my bad bitches? W-W-Where Pretty Gang
Where are my attractive ladies? Where is the 'Pretty Gang'?
T-T-T-Twerk that ass and let dem titties hang!
Move your body seductively and show off your breasts
Tatted like a Navajo, she lookin' half Cherokee (Woo!)
She's covered in tattoos like a Navajo, but she looks like she's partly Cherokee
Roll down on her when I used to have a Cherokee
I approached her when I had a Jeep Cherokee
Now it's Bugattis, haters keep gettin' bodied
Now I have Bugattis, and my enemies keep getting defeated
Talkin' can't breathe, hoodlums all in your lobby
My hoodlum friends are suffocating you in your own lobby
I can tell by your shoes that your ponytail new (new)
I can tell by your shoes that you recently got a new hairstyle
Tell how you move, I see your Summer Jam too (too)
I can see how you dance, I saw your performance at Summer Jam too
Tell by the jewels, I'm a hundred grand dude (dude)
I can tell by the jewelry that I'm a wealthy man
Really a lot more, I'm talkin' channel 4 news (Woo!)
In reality, I'm even more successful, like being on the news
Blocka they better duck, bullet-proofin' the truck (hah)
They better watch out, we have bulletproof trucks
Crossin' the power circle the nigga ran out of luck
Crossing me and my powerful circle is bad luck for anyone
Ridin' in the Rolls, yeah you know it's that don (don)
Riding in the Rolls Royce, you know it's the boss
New crib lookin' like Kim Dotcom (Huh)
My new house looks amazing, like Kim Dotcom's house
You know I'm bout it, whenever, wherever
You know I'm all in, no matter when or where
I'm smoking on strong, this is that steroid era
I'm smoking very strong weed, like the time of steroids in sports
Got my leather on lookin' like Thunderdome
Wearing leather, looking like the movie Thunderdome
I got your girl at home, she got that Thunderdome
I have your woman at my house, where things are wild and crazy
Let me see you touch the clouds, we could shut it down
Reach the highest heights with me, we could end everything
From the Dirty South, muzzle on my mouth
I'm from the southern United States, but I'm keeping quiet
Roof, I'm a dog, I'm in it
I'm in the top tier of the game, I'm here to win
I pick your girl up like it's a fuckin' calisthenic (whoa!)
I seduce your girlfriend effortlessly
If she throw it at me I'mma catch it
If she throws herself at me, I'll accept it
Let me see you pat your weave if you ratchet
Show me that you're low-class by patting your weave
I see you do your thing when you dancin'
I see you doing your best when you're dancing
Now let me see you do your thing on the mattress
Now show me what you got in bed
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANGEL APONTE, DWAYNE CARTER, KASSEEM DEAN, ONIKA TANYA MARAJ, TAUHEED EPPS, WILLIAM LEONARD II ROBERTS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@IbnBailey
“You ma son no daddy.. u a BASDTARD!” 😳sheesh if that’s not bars iont know what is 🔥
@jessyblue6973
Nicki Minaj killed it from the start to the end 💖💖
@tylerjoseph4741
Nicki slayed her verse.
@treyingram
literally
@benjaminbailey1674
"I dont do barnes but yes i a noble" hahhaha I love you Nicki
@AlwaysValiant100
TUNE MURDERED IT!!! BEST RAPPER ALIVE!!! NICKI WENT HARD TOO LET'S GO 💯🙏
@omarmikhaill
Word!
@michaelhernandez1955
WHY DID I JUST NOW FIND OUT ABOUT THIS 🤨
@grandaddytv7654
Why wasn't this song talked about more 🙌🏾
@annalisa1842
Grandaddy TV I’m just finding out about it