Afour - Hands up songtext (lyrics)
[Afour - Hands up songtext lyrics]
It's like
How many rappers do you know like this
That make you pump your head
And always make you throw your hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
Hands up everybody let me hear you say
How many rappers do you know like this
That kill on every track and now
They are bringing it back
Now hands up, hands up, hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Afour, brother here we go!
Ah, they call us number one in this town
I'm dropping banger after banger
Like I'm Chris Brown
Man, I do it for myself, I do it for mama
I'm the leader of this shit
Like I'm Barack Obama
Shit, I see you waving at the bus station
At my lamborghini window I
Can see your frustation
Ah, they call me king like LeBron James
There goes a plan to reach
They go far beyond fame
You can't stop me not even with seven bars
It's really funny though I call it Kevin Hart
And like Rick Ross I'm the big boss
With the sick flows, damn homie
I'm far from finish and my image is on fleek
Like I am Jaden Smith
And they respect my – Jadakiss
Pay attention to this shit
You might be witnessing
The boys from Vienna – Afour – making history
It's like
How many rappers do you know like this
That make you pump your head
And always make you throw your hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
Hands up everybody let me hear you say
How many rappers do you know like this
That kill on every track and now
They are bringing it back
Now hands up, hands up, hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Afour, brother here we go!
Früher musst' ich draußen warten
Heute bin ich VIP
Frag die Bitches wen sie lieben
Komm' mir vor wie YG
C’est la vie, Motherfucker
Ich lach' über euren Style
Rapper hängen immer noch im Jahr 2003
Jede Line bringt heute Cash
Afour Records – ich bin Chef
Und ich lebe jeden Tag als wär'
Ich grad am Summer Splash
Yeah, fresher als der Rest und
Sie wissen jetzt bescheid
Wenn ich Lust hab'
Kill' ich jeden Wannabe mit einem Mic
Der beste Rap zur Zeit kommt
Von mir und meiner Crew
Chapter One ging jedem unter die
Haut wie ein Tattoo, ah
Hör mal zu, Bro, ich will dir was erklär'n
Wir sind over the top und
Greifen beide nach den Stern'n
Und du findest das nicht fair
Doch da kann ich nichts dafür
In paar Jahr'n stepp' ich aus
Dem Ferrari mit Flügentür'n, yeah
Die Strafgebühr'n zahl' ich heute
Gleich in bar es ist Poker oder Black Jack
Scheiß' auf Book of Ra
It's like
How many rappers do you know like this
That make you pump your head
And always make you throw your hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up
Hands up everybody let me hear you say
How many rappers do you know like this
That kill on every track and now
They are bringing it back
Now hands up, hands up, hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Afour, brother here we go!