Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hands Out, artist - Wiki. Date of issue: 19.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hands Out |
| Sometimes, I, when I listen back to my old shit |
| It’s like, sounds like it’s |
| It had like a little melody in it |
| Yeah, innit |
| Sounds like it’s a rain shaker |
| Hands out |
| Hands out |
| Everybody got they hands out |
| Man 'bout what man’s say |
| I got my pants down |
| Man waves, see my man slouched |
| He camped out |
| Like ten days |
| Ay-yo-yo, stay up on my damn couch |
| And make heat |
| Giving back, make it a damn house |
| And you can eat |
| So, I’m grabbin' at them hands out |
| Them same hands that been baggin' up them grams out |
| For I don’t know how long, they runnin' with they hands out |
| Hands out |
| Everybody got they hands out |
| Hands out |
| Yeah, man 'bout, man 'bout |
| What man’s say |
| But everybody got them hands out |
| Hands out |
| How you gonna look at me |
| Sayin' that you shook of me |
| Just 'cause you got hooked on me |
| Yeah, I rap though |
| Bein' a asshole, ain’t what I’m brought to be |
| I’m bugged to read |
| Broke shit I wrote to a whole group of cats |
| That cook for me |
| And the homegirls look for me |
| And they mosh for me |
| Back since apostrophe |
| Sound know |
| He came through with a wild flow |
| Every time that he talk to me |
| You sound 'bout to change, and I brought the heat |
| For an hour and change, I talked for free |
| And now you wanna talk 'bout me |
| Talk is cheap, muhfuckas can’t walk with me |
| Sayin' that I don’t give back |
| All my cats that’s tryna get it |
| Know that they 'bout to eat |
| I got cats on my couch that’s sleep |
| And if you doubt the G |
| All them cats gon' vouch for me |
| Vouch for me |
| They gon' vouch for me |
| And the cats that are 'bout, that’ll vouch for me |
| I don’t wanna get, I just wanna give |
| I don’t got the check, I just got the crib |
| I just do my best, I always did |
| Give it to the kid, so he can give it to the kid |
| Ridin' at they hands out |
| Hands out |
| Everybody got they hands out |
| Hands out |
| I’m grabbin' at they hands out |
| Hands out |
| Everybody got they hands out |
| Man 'bout what man’s say |
| Now they all got they hands out |
| But there’s nothin' I can do for you |
| Pay for my own way, you niggas sittin' around all day |
| That’s the sort of shit that you losers do |
| I’m puttin' out hard grub |
| I bet it’s somethin' that’s new to you |
| See how I shine, I wish a nigga try me |
| Man, I’ll chew him up |
| Somethin' like Juicy Fruit, ha |
| Niggas stuck to the streets |
| The money like super glue |
| From a cold place where these niggas never root for you |
| So I got me that spesh, of puttin' in wreck |
| All black, silhouette |
| Bang it, make him do a pirouette, like |
| Hands out |
| Hands out |
| Everybody got they hands out |
| Hands out |
| I’m grabbin' at they hands out |
| Hands out |
| Everybody got they hands out |
| Hands out |
| I’m grabbin' at they hands out |
| Hands out |
| Everybody got they hands out |
| Man 'bout what man’s say |
| They got they hands out |
| Hands out |
| I be grabbin' at they hands out |
| Man 'bout what man’s say |
| Yeah, it’s just |
| Grown shit, rappin', I know shit happens |
| I’m prone to action |
| I’m home, I’m labbin', I’m zoned and packin' |
| Your dome |