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Hands Up (Punk Funk) Lyrics by Godmoma

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Raise your hands, and drop your funk
You can have his money
'Cause I want his his romp, ah
Raise your hands, and drop your funk
You can have his money
'Cause I want his his romp, ah
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk, ah
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk, ah
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk, ah
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk!
Yeah, you're so particular
About the styles of your hair, well
But look is made from building, well well
That ain't gonna take ya nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere...
Get up, get off to my music
Let my music takе your mind
Yeah, you better gеt back off
You're wasting my time
Get up, get off to my music
Get up, get off to my music
Get up, get off to my music
Get up, get off to my music
I know, I know you really wanna be here
'Cause were havin' a good time, hey
We're number one, just having fun
We're number one, I am your Godmoma of love
We're number one, just having fun
We're number one, I am your Godmoma of love
We're number one, just having fun
We're number one, I am your Godmoma of love
We're number one
Get up, get off to the music
Let the music take your mind
Wind me up, ah!
Get up, get off to the music
Let the music take your mind
I have my funk in the pocket, uh, uh!
If you can't get off, don't you knock it, huh, huh!
I have my funk in the pocket, huh, huh!
Beetch, dang, you talk to me? (say what?)
Beetch, dang, you dog to me?
Beetch, dang, you dog to me? (you talkin' about me?)
Beetch, dang!
Ah... let's funk, sister
Funk our way, I'm on the line
And if you keep on partyin' now
You better know, we can find
We're gonna find, we're gonna find
A girl can't live on words alone
Got to get up, to turn me on
(I can't live)
A girl can't live on words alone
Got to get up, to turn me on
(I can't live)
A girl can't live on words alone
Got to get up, to turn me on
(I can't live)
A girl can't live on words alone
Got to get up, to turn me on
I can't give, huh...!
Raise your hands and drop your funk
Don't want none of your money
But I want that romp
Raise your hands and drop your funk
Don't want none of your money
But I want that romp, huh!
I'm a hot dog bad fish
You poke around and you get your wish
I'm a hot dog bad fish
So come on with bow-wow
When the air, when the air
When the air is how it feels
Beetch, dang, you dog to me? Don't you know
Say beetch, dang, don't dog to me, I ain't going port
My stuff is rough, bow-wow
Yes, my stuff is rough
Yes, my stuff is rough, bow-wow
Yes, my stuff is rough
Yes, my stuff is rough, bow-wow, bow-wow!
Beetch, god dang, you oughta stop talking to me
Beetch, god dang, you oughta stop talking to me (say what?)
Beetch, god dang, you oughta stop talking to me (ow...)
Beetch, god dang, you oughta stop
Get up, get off, into my music
Me and my girls gonna take you high, come on
Get up, get off, into my music
Me and my girls don't take no time (oh... okay?)
Raise your hands, give up the romp (get up, get off, into my music)
It's a stick-up for the funk
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk, ah
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk!
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk
Raise your hands, give up the romp
It's a stick-up for the funk, ah
Raise your hands, give up the romp (get on up)
It's a stick-up for the funk (get funky, everybody gotta get on up)
Raise your hands, give up the romp (get on up)
It's a stick-up for the funk (feel the music, everybody gotta get on up)
Raise your hands, give up the romp (get on up)
It's a stick-up for the funk (get funky, everybody gotta get on up)
Raise your hands, give up the romp (get on up)
It's a stick-up for the funk (feel the music, everybody gotta get on up)
Raise your hands, give up the romp (get on up)
It's a stick-up for the funk (get funky, everybody gotta get on up)
Raise your hands, give up the romp (get on up)
It's a stick-up for the funk (feel the music, everybody gotta get on up)
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About “Hands Up (Punk Funk)” by Godmoma

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