BANDS UP (Explicit) - Flyana Boss
Lyrics by:Bobbi LaNea Tyler/Folayan Kunerede/Mark Gozman/Tia Scola
Composed by:Mark Gozman
Arranged by:Marky Style/Guy Gabriel
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Ooo yeah
It's the weekend I'on give a fuck if it's freezing
We don't get cold outside this season
All my bitches blessed like my best friend sneezing
Making lemonade outta lemons I'm squeezing
If they don't play Beyoncé in this club I'm leaving
Girl gang paparazzi I'm cheesing
If I don't fuck with you then you know I got a reason
Energy strong they be leeching
I got my shades on 'cause a bitch faded
All my girls all good 'cause I paid it
Tab open all night 'cause I made it
Stay up only bitter bitches hate it
Put your drinks up when my bitches link up
Fifteen deep pull up in a pink truck
Stand up let me see your hands up
A little ain't enough we gon' get them bands up
Uh oh
Lemme see your hands up
Uh oh
We gon' get them bands up
Uh oh
Lemme see your hands up
Uh oh
We gon' get them bands up
Wait stop
Tell me you can handle all this shit that I got
Body so tea gotta sip it it's hot
That bitch might go for anything but I'm not
Always do the most I'm a lot
Wait stop and take a picture
I see you staring at her bumper can't sticker
You might think you quick but I'm quicker
You might think that you sick but I'm sicker
I got my shades on 'cause a bitch faded
All my girls all good 'cause I paid it
Tab open all night 'cause I made it
Stay up only bitter bitches hate it
Put your drinks up when my bitches link up
Fifteen deep pull up in a pink truck
Stand up let me see your hands up
A little ain't enough we gon' get them bands up
Uh oh
Lemme see your hands up
Uh oh
We gon' get them bands up
Uh oh
Lemme see your hands up
Uh oh
We gon' get them bands up
Hands up hands up
Paying niggas mind won't pay your rent
And if it ain't making dollars it don't make no cents