Hands on You

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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 was 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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Duration
04:05
Key
5
Tempo
148 BPM

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