Put Your Hands Up Lyrics - Ll Cool J

{We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!} 

{It be like da, da, da-da-da, da} 

{This that real shit dawg, real shit dawg c'mon, c'mon, come} 

{What you say?} Mr. Smith 

{Nigga, what you say?} I said my name is Mr. Smith 

{Yo, I want you to state the business} 

{You know what I want y'all to do?} Do your thing, do your thing, uhh 

{I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air} 

{I know you like hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes 

{I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like stars} 

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - LADIES} 

{I know your nails done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes 

{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good - bitch} 

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - right} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c'mon, c'mon} 

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh 

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh 

Papi way too pimply to live this fast life simply 

Please squeeze at them twin armored Bentleys, I love envy 

Evidently, the pesos made 'em resent me 

Cause I clown on 'em, pull they broad gently, leave the bar empty 

I pimp Benzoes, you smell cherry air freshener 

Leather and indo, I cruise slow spit slick lingo 

You might mingle with more stars than Ringo 

On the beach in Santo Domingo lightin trees with singles 

But I'm a mandingo I make your guts tingle 

'Til your doorknockers jingle, stack chips like Pringles 

Ball like the Bengals, spread love like Kris Kringle 

Get paid off the single, let them dollars co-mingle 

Baby, baby, deep dish is chrome, navy 

Gray interior you feel inferior, it's crazy 

It's over baby your vision's hazy they plantin daisies 

You tried to play me but couldn't fade me that's why they pay me 

{I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air} 

{I know you like hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes 

{I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like stars} 

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - LADIES} 

{I know your nails done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes 

{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good - bitch} 

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - right} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c'mon, c'mon} 

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh 

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh 

Since I dropped "I'm Bad" I've been in Jags with nickle bags 

Hoes I had give better blows than Felix Trinidad 

One I had flew her Benz in from Baghdad 

With personalized tags, chrome mags and Prada bags 

I refused to stab, now she cryin in the rehab 

Wishin while reminiscin about all the sessions we had 

You knew all the positions to keep me on a mission 

Put the Playstation 2 in your Limited Expedition 

You're the mami I kept dipped, slept wit, crept wit 

Once you got needy and greedy sweetie I flipped like a brick 

Sharin my oochie spendin my chips 

Like I'm up in the Bricks politickin for new flicks 

On the FreakNik tip, grabbin your phattie on the 6 

I ain't faded by them hips 

I split, just like Xzibit from Tha LiksX 

I got major bread to break 

Recipes for cake, keys to V's and estates, I'm straight 

{I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air} 

{I know you like hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes 

{I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like stars} 

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - LADIES} 

{I know your nails done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes 

{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good - bitch} 

{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - right} 

{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c'mon, c'mon} 

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh 

{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh 

Ride aww yeah, that's crazy 

E Mr. New York Knicks, B. Daltry 

Violators, "Rock the Bells" 

T Rhone, get money, Markee, we doin this 

{Violator, Violator 2, 2, we out - freeze!}