Letras
Ha ha, yeah
Hands up, baby
For these bands, uh baby
She a fan, yeah baby
Left your man, damn baby
Damn that's crazy
Lost your stance, huh baby?
Ain't your man lil baby
Get your bands up
I put that muhfuckin' shit on
That shit you just spent your rent on
New shorty got ass I can feel on
She don't want white, brown she can sip on
She the type after the club, you know that bitch
She gon' get gone
Done shakin' that ass
You know that Sexyy Red her favorite song
Hands up, baby
For these bands, uh baby
She a fan, yeah baby
Left your man, damn baby
Damn that's crazy
Lost your stance, huh baby?
Ain't your man lil baby
Get your bands up
I put that muhfuckin' shit on
That shit you just spent your rent on
New shorty got ass I can feel on
She don't want white, brown she can sip on
She the type after the club, you know that bitch
She gon' get gone
Done shakin' that ass
You know that Sexyy Red her favorite song
Nigga this ain't hardwood, this laminate
My heart swear these bitches, they done damaged it
Go in my closet, you gon' have a fit
Stepped in Balenciaga, I paid bought half a tick
Walk through the airport
Know we havin' trips
Either that, we coast to coast
Nigga havin' shit
Head to Orlando on some magic shit
With a broad from Barbados, she so damn passionate
She passionate
Yeah, always keep stashin' it
Got her hands up cause
She go crazy
Hands up, baby
For these bands, uh baby
She a fan, yeah baby
Left your man, damn baby
Damn that's crazy
Lost your stance, huh baby?
Ain't your man lil baby
Get your bands up