Hands To The Ceiling Lyrics

::Intro::

Yeah, see there's a couple things that I'm addressing (Yes Lord)
So, I'm taking off in 60 seconds
Meet me outside, fair fight no weapons.

::Hook::

Hands to the ceiling
It's a stick up I'm the villain
And I don't give a
If you think I hurt your feelings
I'll say it twice just in case you're hard of hearing
And then you're on your own, cause I told you what the deal is (2x)

::Verse One::

TKO Ima hit you with the punch
I'm cruising on the track
Lamborghini doors up
Maserati verse but it's built Ford tough
Limited edition, Fresh paint no scuffs

I'm in my lane, but your swerving like you're drunk
Putting salt on my name, your a chicken (Cluck Cluck)
You fighting with a female like JLo that's enough I'm the top contender so the gloves coming off

But, If I'm a christian, you a christian, why we fighting
Instead of wrong and righting, baby we should be uniting
This is my rebuking you get up off my ministry
Trust you'd rather have me as your friend then your enemy

Incredibly my destiny has long life expectancy
Take me out your mouth do a verbal hysterectomy
Might just be heart disease, some people just be hard to please
But I have a certain tendency to not give a what people think

::HOOK::
Hands to the ceiling
It's a stick up I'm the villain
And I don't give a
If you think I hurt your feelings
I'll say it twice just in case you're hard of hearing
And then you're on your own, cause I told you what the deal is (2x)

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