Hands - Shawty Lo

Forty dancing them thirties

Water pierce, that’s dirty

Mama said I ain’t worth it

Tell me what’s my purpose?

Couldn’t sing or dance

Raise my right hand

Hope god understand

Understood, understand

Got this shit in my hand

I got these sticks, we ain’t playing

And I done lost a lot hazards

I’ma throw ‘em on these xans

It’s Friday the first

Double up on the work

Double cup, it’s purp

Damn I miss Double D

Lingo on the verse

Top back on the vert

Whip it up at church

Ballin' next to the preacher

Southpaw that bitch

Feds take my picture

Swear I ain’t have shit

Give a damn ‘bout a bitch

I hope god he forgive us

I hope god he forgive us

Forty dancing them thirties

Water pierce, that’s dirty

Mama said I ain’t worth it

Tell me what’s my purpose?

Couldn’t sing or dance

Raise my right hand

Hope god understand

Understood, understand

Got this shit in my hand

I got these sticks, we ain’t playing

And I done lost a lot hazards

I’ma throw ‘em on these xans

Run down his back

A Town my city

Twenty-eight arrests

Four times convicted

Next day I lost

Tell me who found it

They tell me who found it

Bankhead, they crowned me

Pull up in that foreign

Red coupe two seater

You leave no pussy

Red bitch, I ate her

Smell like that water

Running like that faucet

Red bottoms, I bought ‘em

Sweating all this sauce

Atlanta station at the loft

Chanel bag with a boss

Floor seat mighty talk

Just to see them hoes

Ooh, hah

Forty dancing them thirties

Water pierce, that’s dirty

Mama said I ain’t worth it

Tell me what’s my purpose?

Couldn’t sing or dance

Raise my right hand

Hope god understand

Understood, understand

Got this shit in my hand

I got these sticks, we ain’t playing

And I done lost a lot hazards

I’ma throw ‘em on these xans