Hands in the Air

Hey baby girl, looking all grown up I wanna know where did you come from The heat begin to ..I warm up And we're about to go in plane- Let's party hard, and just move something The vibe is right and it goes, goes, goes on like you Chorus: Such a beau

[Eightball] Okay; comin' from the top of my Dome when I'm droppin' my Own type of style, and Ain't nobody stoppin' my Rise to the very top Hit 'em up wit' all I got Superstar; no I'm not Green weed; black glock Everybody want a piece Dirty like a pai