Fergie – Get your hands up
Fergie
Get Your Hands Up
ComposiIIo: William Adams, Stacy Ferguson, Allen Pineda
Hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Brothers in the place put your hands up in the air
We wild’n out
Bringin’ the ruccus and musical warfare
Put ‘em up and go bananas, my spinning everywhere
We waiting for the hot shit blazin’ right here
That’s the place, come on
Smash it up, come on
This is the get-up so bounce around, come on
Bring up the Dutchess, lady of the year
Fergie Ferg wants ya to put your hands up in the air
If you like what you see
Won’t you do this for me
Oh!
Hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
[x2]
Now why you takin’ a break when I’m ready
Why you gotta be so pathetic
We can’t do nothing, you’re too [?]
Don’t you know that I like aggressive
You gotta be like the Peas and just rock it
If you want lock it, down you got’ jock it
Get on the floor, [???]
Get off the wall and hands out your pockets
If you like what you see
Won’t you do this for me
Oh!
Hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
[x2]
And this is it, what?
Gucci fallin’ from the sky
Let’s get rich, what?
Money staked to the walls
We some rich fucks
Throw your hands up in the sky
Put your fist up, uh, put your fist up
And we drive big trucks
And make big bucks
I get my party on down with some big butts
I rock some fresh shoes, so I can blaze it up
And make some new hot [???] raise it up
Come on!
Put your hands in the air
Your palms in the air
You models in the motherfuckin’ atmosphere
Wiggle all around like you just don’t give a fuck
Baby, if you got a big booty then give it up
Bottle full of bubbly and we gon’ live it up
Lady lookin’ lovely and I just wanna hit ‘em up
Lay ‘em down, drill ‘em up, fill ‘em up
You love it when I [???]
[Don’t Stop!]
Okay, I won’t then
You know how we rock
We rock coast to coast and
LA to top
They rockin’ Austin
Compensweto back to Compton
[Don’t Stop!]
Okay, I won’t quit
William, I stay, uh, I stay on and
Get your hands in the air where they belong
The noise gon flip, flippin’ the song
[Don’t Stop!
Pump! Louder!
We [???], Right!
Know It Just Don’t Stop, Get Up
Til Your Body Drops, Get Your]
Hands Up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
Throw your hands up
Get your hands up
[x2]