Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta High like a jet like a jet blue jet Get on Patron, run grab by your your phone To the rhythm I was born to be, born to climb To the brain Put Put them up up! Hands up up! Hands up up! Put Put them up up! Can’t hide from me, me say me boy I’m to be high

Giddy up up, giddy up up, pump it up up girl Set it up up, set it up up I like how you do it Just put put it in Reverse Cowgirl I like how you do it, do it, do it Just put put your hands hands in the air Eh eh nah (Hey) Wave 'em around and go yee haw, yee haw

You put put your hands hands on me, I'll put put my hands hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty shades of crazy You set a fire up up and down my skin as your

Turn it up up (just dance with me) Turn up up the music (just turn it up up louder) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Turn up up the music (I need it in my life, yeah) If you're sexy and you know it, put put yo hands hands up in the air Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (turn up up the

You wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are, put put your hands hands up ladies You wouldn't get far, if you kept your your legs closed It would be just a waste of time But you know, you wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars You know who you

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put put my hands hands up I know I left you speechless I'll be better to you I'll do everything different I'll be somebody different But we had time against us And miles between us The heavens cried

If you know this how you living, put put your hands hands up! Where they at? If you from the streets like me, put put your hands hands up! D Boys on my tease, put put your hands hands up! Independent bad bitches, put put your hands hands up! If you rep your your city like me, put put your hands hands up!

Put Put your hands hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (Turn the lights on) (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud Put Put your hands hands up, make 'em touch, touch I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the

Cry for absolution Put Put your hands hands up and reach for the sky You'll be down on your your knees and you'll cry All those things that you desire You will find there in the fire Ever since you were born you've been dying Every day a little more you've been dying

He was a million miles from a million dollars But you can never spend his wealth When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher He said God only helps those Who learn to help themselves Wave, put put your hands hands up, and hands hands down When I was a kid, I used to