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)