the holy side of pureOkay, hear what I sayAs I raise my hands in surrender todayOkay, here I will stayHands in the air, singing have Thine own wayIf I raise my hands
Traduction: En attendant, le. Hands In The Air.
see you been waiting for so long to beep me..hmmm... so check check check it out, all the dogs in the house (woof woof woof), so pump your fist in the air
. He's gasping for air. "This is the first and last time," he says. She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his. He keeps his hands pinned down at
hands in the air (AH YEAH!) Uh, yeah better get it right, who Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!) Uh, yeah better get it right, who Everybody put cha' hands
cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!) Uh, yeah better get it right, who Everybody put cha' hands in the air (AH YEAH!) Uh, yeah better get it right, who Everybody put cha' hands
La, la, la, la, la (ho) It smells like a party ya'll [Marques Houston:] Oh We're tryin to party with my man OG tonight All the ladies put your hands in the air
Have you ever fed a lover With just your hands Close your eyes And trusted, just trusted Have you ever thrown A fist full of glitter in the air Have
't no party like an S Club party) Gonna take you high (shake your body from side to side) O-oh O-oh! Throw your hands in the air O-oh O-oh! Like you
pon' de centa', and fill it up this swisher, time 2 lick and roll ganja now smoke up, digest, cums the smoka' time 2 start choke, now ignite killa, man getta puff hand
Gotta cross town don't want trouble Got to get there on the double She'll be waiting I'll be running She'll be thinking I'm not coming I can't wait to
now they all want to sue me So Fuck em' all [Chorus] (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) (Young Noble) Come put your hands up in the air, it's a
by the hour, All my eyes see is dissaray, This crushing weight becomes me, It gathers on the surface like a bruise Waiting to attain, i'm waiting to
[Chorus:] Everybody skate to the music, put your hands in the air Don't stop 'til it grooves ya, and you feel it everywhere Just skate to the music 'til
nigga when Prince killed Drake I'm a shooter, ask Bizzy, he made us that way I spend seven-and-a-half hours baggin up grams Gotta watch these niggaz with the sticky-ass hands
wanna get it everywhere (I wanna get it everywhere) Baby can I touch you there Can you push my hand down there Can I put my hand down there Are you waiting
