Throw your motherfuckin' hands up in the air If you feel me throw your hands up in the air Better keep your ears open This is all grill no boastin' Throw your hands
air Better keep your ears open, this is all real, no boastin' Throw yo' hands up in the mothafuckin' air If you feel me throw yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air
Traduction: 8ball. Hands In The Air.
your motherfuckin' hands up in the air If you feel me throw your hands up in the air Better keep your ears open This is all grill no boastin' Throw your hands
heels For me it never gets old Most girls is diggers who ain't 'gon never hit gold I get under the sun when the weather get cold 8 ball five when the
fade that will make you sea sick See this is the way that we ball And this is the way we brawl So put a fist in the air if you care United we stand divided
New York, New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city Streetlights, big dreams, all lookin? pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air
New York, New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city Streetlights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air
[Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city, Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty, no place in the World that can compare, Put your lighters in the air
Yooorrrkkkk [Bridge: Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air
I was ready indeed Slapped the button in the 'llac to control the speed Put one up in the air, the cops just stared Waved my hands out the roof like I
: Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air
's gonna be a beautiful night, oh Keep singin, y'all (Oh wee oh, oh oh) It's gonna be a beautiful, it's gonna be a beautiful night, oh Paris, clap your hands
know , I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin'); Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin'); [Verse 2] Do that, who that, you that one they called on Baller' get your ball
yo It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid Shoot out the speakers when my guns get jurassic Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands
York New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty No place in the world that can compare Put your lighters in the air
money, some time a lil dochi kanbe, cheri, lou vatin a lil jewlery, why u mad why u always take it out on me why u always showing out in front company? [CHORUS] [8 Ball
