Hands Out (Explicit) Lyrics
Hands Out (Explicit) - Wiki/Suspect
Lyrics by：Suspect OTB/Patrick Morales
Composed by：Samuel Burgess/Patrick Morales
Need to take these chains off
Sometimes like when I listen back to my old ****
It's like sounds like it's they add like a little melody
Melody
Melody
Melody
Yeah innit
It sounds like it's a rain shaker
Hands out hands out
Ey'body got their hands out
Man 'bout what man say
I got my pants down man wave
See my man slouched
We camped out like ten days
Ayo yo stay up on my d**n couch
And make heat
Giving back-back to the d**n house
And you can eat
So I'm grabbin' at them hands out
Them same hands
That been bagging up them grams out
For I don't know how long
They running with they hands out
Hands out
Ey'body got they hands out
Hands out
Yeah man 'bout
Man 'bout what man say
But everybody got them hands out
Hands out
How you gonna look at me
Saying that you shook of me just
'Cause you got hooked on me
Yeah I rap though being an asshole
Ain't what I'm booked to be
I'm booked to read
Books that I wrote to a whole
Group of cats that cook for me
And the homegirls look for me it
Ain't much for me
Back since apostrophe
See I know
He came through with the wild flow
Anytime that he talk to me
You sour by the change and I brought the heat
For an hour and change I talk for free
And now you wanna talk 'bout me
Talk is cheap
Mother****ers can't walk with me
Saying that I don't get back on my cats
Know that they 'bout to eat
I got cats on my couch asleep
And if you doubt the G
All them cats gon' vouch for me
Vouch for me they gon' vouch for me
I got cats that are 'bout that'll vouch for me
I don't wanna get I just wanna give
I don't got the cheque I just got the crib
I just do my best I always did
Give it to the kid so
He can give it to the kids
Hands out hands out
Ey'body got they hands out hands out
I'm grabbing at they hands out hands out
Ey'body got they hands out man
'Bout what man say
Now they all got their hands out
But there's nuttin' I can do for you
Paving my own way you n***as
Sitting around all day
That's the sort of the ****
That you losers do
I put in that hard graft
I bet that's something that's new to you
See how I shine
Now watch a n***a try me
Man I chew him up something like juicy fruit
Uh n***a stuck to the streets
The money like superglue
From a cold place where
These n***as never root for you
From I got me that spesh
I was putting in rep
All-black silhouette
Bang it make him do a pirouette it's like
Hands out hands out
Everybody got they hands out hands out
I'm grabbing at they hands out hands out
Everybody got they hands out hands out
I'm grabbing at they hands out hands out
Everybody got they hands out man 'bout
What man say they got they hands out hands out
I be grabbing at they hands out
Man 'bout what man say
Yeah it's just grown **** rapping
I know **** happens
I'm prone to action I'm home I'm lapping
I'm zoning packing your dome