Three Piece (3pc.)

Three Piece (3pc.) - Hands Up lyrics

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(feat. D'ablo)



[D'ablo]

D'Ablo, 3 Piece

Put 'em up y'all

Whew, make room for 3-1-2

Haters, keep your love when we come through

Ma, you got friends? Well, bring them too

A party ain't a party without a managie



[3 Piece]

[1]

Throw your hands up (If you're balling hard)

Throw your hands up (If you the coldest broad)

Throw your hands up (If you're sitting on dough)

Throw your hands up (Jigga, show me some love)



Throw your hands up (If you're buying the bar)

Throw your hands up (All my ghetto superstars)

Throw your hands up (If you see something you like)

Throw your hands up (If you're getting crunk tonight)



Hey, all the ballers standing in the club

Put your eyes up and show me love

Said we're all here to have a good time

So just wave your drinks if you're feeling alright

Feeling alright tonight, V.I.P, it's all on me

I want all the ladies shakin' their booty



[2]

Up and down, there she go

DJ beatin' his song fa' sho'

Round and round on the floor

Shakin' that thing just like a pro



Back it up for me

Mami, make it bounce for me

It's lookin' so good to me

Everybody sing along with me

Sing along with me



[Repeat 1]



You see this be baggettes on my wrist and on your neck

Two-way pager on my hip, hit me up, honey dip

Sippin' Cris' all night long

As we're dancing to this song

Cuz this track keeps rollin' round and round

Hand in the air if you're gonna be down



[Repeat 2]



[Repeat 1]



Sex in the air (It's all there ya'll)

Cris' everywhere (Said where ya'll)

Shorty showin' off her thongs

With the see-through on

Actin' like she really wanna get it on



[D'ablo]

Reese, she ain't actin'

She really want to

And right now it ain't nothing that I won't do

What, you want a drink?  Get your girls one

Get drunk 'till you feel you gotta erl some

I don' bought the bar, get a case of Cris'

Keep your dough, let D'Ablo pay for this

I'm in V.I.P. with the mink on

Although the coke's pretty hot, we got heats on

DJ, throw that new Three Piece on

And tear the club up, how you love us

Valet, somebody pull my dogs up and make it express

I got a chick off Ex'

After I hit the 'dro, I'mma hit her next

I know you impressed, you ain't seen a Lex' this fresh

And if you have, throw them brands up

Chi Town, stand up and throw them hands up



[Repeat 1 until fad]
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Language: English

Appearing on: First Come First Serve (2002)

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