Don't Put Your Hands On Me Lyrics
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Boyz N Da Hood
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[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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You can talk all the fuck you want (don't put your hands on me)
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Betcha ass gon' get stomped (don't put your hands on me)
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You better get the fuck up out my face (don't put your hands on me)
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Bitch nigga better stay in your place (don't put your hands on me)
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[Jody Breeze]
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Well it's a lot of y'all thinking y'all got great big balls
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Bout to get everybody wit ya hit cause you ain't heard bout us
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We on the curb trying to get it like everybody
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And we some thugs so we ain't even worried bout ya
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Who gives a fuck bout where you hang and who you hung wit
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I could care less which one of you punks the PUMP HITS
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If it's my word best believe I'ma stand on it
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Try me like I'm playing my man I'ma put my hands on ya
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[Young Jeezy]
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Fuck security they a bunch of hoes
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Bout to get they damn thongs exposed (yeeaahh)
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And I got that feeling
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Say the wrong damn thing nigga have ya dancing on the ceiling
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I ain't lotto but I'm rich nigga
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And I'ma still smoke cause you'S a bitch nigga
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Jeezy a grown ass man homie
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Say what you want but don't put your hands on me
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[Chorus]
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[Duke]
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Niggaz looking like they want some action
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Shake something lets see what's happening
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Act a donkey start the yapping we gon' get it cracking
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We make your whole click stop, drop, and then bitch
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Purchase Moet bottles just to bust you cross the head wit
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Cuz the shits gon' get gritty as a sewer pit
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Boyz N Da Hood bitch guess we gotta a truer click
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And we gon' show them lames exactly what they dealing wit
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Watch them dumb fucks cuddle up when the tool clicks
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[Big Gee]
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My poultry died
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My car got towed today
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My lights ain't on
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My folks stole all the yay
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My piss dirty P.O. gon' told the state
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Rent late trying to find me a home to stay
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Bench warrants in bout 4 southeastern states
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Last night I shot a nigga all in the face
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I just got another call full of bad news
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Touch me I'ma kill ya got problems and an attitude
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[Chorus]
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[Duke]
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Now I'm off up in the club drunk, twisted and booted
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You don't wanna test the gangsta when the grams get tooted
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Pack a plastic pistol partner please believe I'll shoot it
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It's the perfect time and place when you want me to prove it
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[Big Gee]
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You can huff and puff like the big bad wolf
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I'll bar ya face up tight and sport the kick ass look
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You can flabber jack, chow jack, talk back
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cuss me, tongue wrestle til ya tongue tied
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But don't touch me
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[Young Jeezy]
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I'm such a gangsta I don't tout glocks
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Pop the trunk pump ya ass like some Reeboks
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And I'm strapped I ain't slipping
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Red jersey on Jeezy still cropping
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[Jody Breeze]
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At any time I'm willing to pop the clip in
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Cock back one up in ya hip and see if you limp then
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I done said just about what the fuck I'ma say
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So I'ma leave saying nigga stay the fuck out my face cause I ain't playing
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[Chorus]
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Don't Put Your Hands On Me
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Boyz N Da Hood |