Fat Joe, Dre, Bryson Tiller, Jeremih - Hands On You lyrics

[Fat Joe, Dre, Bryson Tiller, Jeremih - Hands On You lyrics]

Yeah, Don talk uh, yeah

I got free liquor, free liquor
Gold bottles, we toast 'cause we richer
Bella Hadid,  Habib, can't be thicker
She's the baddest, believe you me,  nigga
I'm one of the goats (One of the goats)
One of the most (One of the most)
Niggas, this real, fuck how you feel
I'm fuckin' 'em both
(I'm fuckin' 'em both, nigga)
And this ain't accidental
Stop stuntin', get up out that rental
Everything is paid for
House on the hill, chandelier
The Richard Mille
He the type to hit the bathroom
Whenever they bring the bill
And I'm the type to walk
A chick through the kitchen
Goodfella, when he speaks, they all listen
Set this roof on fire
Watch the motherfucker burn
Last time with punch rhyme
But this time I brought the urn
To whom's concerned, we reppin' the Squaddas
Me and Dre seen more
Faces than Midnight Marauders

Hit the lights
You know it's money everywhere
Pardon my pockets
I had to drop it 'cause you dared me
She know my name
Been wanna scream it since she met me (Met)
Let's get it poppin', you
Know that I'm watchin', ooh

Soon as I get my hands on you, you
(Soon as I get, oh)
Soon as I get my hands on you, you
(Soon as I get, oh)

Too exotic, too exotic
Drop top and a big body
Shawty got me hypnotic
Been 'bout it, still 'bout it
Already know how I feel 'bout it
Kamikaze, that bomb shit
Double R, that's Don shit
I just send a pic of you to you like
"Who are you? I want this"
You knew what you was doin'
When you dropped this
On my T, on my top list
Just you on my watch list
Just you on my conscience
Baby, get filled up and take me, oh, take me
We could hit this condo up
We could make a run
No, this ain't no party, we gon' make it one
Yeah get us one more bottle when
This drink is done
You ain't no stripper but it's
Rainin' ones, look, bae, hit the

Hit the lights you know it's money everywhere
Pardon my pockets
I had to drop it 'cause you dared me (yeah)
She know my name
Been wanna scream it since she met me (Met)
Let's get it poppin', you
Know that I'm watchin', ooh (yeah)

Soon as I get my hands on you, you
(Soon as I get, oh)
Soon as I get my hands on you, you
(Soon as I get, oh)

Uh, be her peace (Peace)
She already got a baby daddy with no answers
Talkin' bout he gotta see (Gotta see)
Still, it's no regrets and she keep it Fendi
(Facts) she a whole mood for 2020
I tell her less while you tell her theories
And let my actions speak like, "Hey, Siri"
(Yes?) it's still Dre, minus Snoop Dogg
I kill a pussy
Murder Was the Case like Snoop Doggy
"I need an around the way girl"
That's word to L
I'm bad with birthdays so every
Day we celebrate it
Like it's your birthday (Yo, yo, yo)

Hit the lights you know it's money everywhere
(yeah) pardon my pockets
I had to drop it 'cause you dared me
(Ooh, ooh) she know my name
Been wanna scream it since she met me (Met)
Let's get it poppin', you
Know that I'm watchin', ooh

Soon as I get my hands on you, you
(Soon as I get, oh)
Soon as I get my hands on you, you
(Soon as I get, oh)

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