"No Hands" lyrics - WALE
Girl the way you're movin'
Got me in a trance
DJ turn me up
Ladies this yo jam
I'ma sip Moscato, and you 'gon lose dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money, w hile you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the flo' I love the way your booty go
All I want to do is sit back, and watch you move as I proceed to throw this cash
(Waka Verse)
All that ass In your jeans
Can Wale beat, can Roscoe skeet
Long hair she don't care, when she walk she get stares
Brown skin or a yellow-bone DJ this my favorite song
So I'ma make it thunderstorm, flood want it, Flocka yeah
Throw it fuck it I don't care dresses flyin everywhere
Got my partner Roscoe Like bruh, I'm drunk as hell can't you tell, hoes want to hit they tail so fuckin' well
I'm tryin' hit the hotel with two girls that's Wale's way, take this deal wanna swallow babe moscato got her freaky hey
You got me in a trance please take off your pants, pussypop on a handstand you got me sweatin please pass me a fan! DAMN!
(Wale Verse)
She said look ma no hands, she said look ma no hands
And no darlin' I don't dance and I'm with Roscoe I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance
I'm a bad muhfucka, go ask some muthafuckas, a young handsome muthafucka, I sling that wood I just nunchunk 'em
Now who you with, and what's your name, can you not hear boo I'm Wale,
And that DC shit I rep all day, and my eyes red 'cause of all that haze, don't blow my high, let me shine
Jumpin' on that beat, let me take my time
Nigga want beef we can take it outside fuckin' what broad? these hoes ain't mine
Is you out your mind you out your league I sweat no bitches, I sweat out weave, I wear our tracks
Let me do my thing I got 16 for this Roscoe thing, but I'm almost done
Let me get back too it, a whole lotta loud and a little backwood
A whole lotta money big tip I would, I put her on the train little engine could
Bitch!
(Roscoe Dash Verse)
Roscoe Dash ok, R-O-S-C-O-E Mr shawty put it on me (please)
I be goin' ham Shawty upgrade from bologna
Them niggas tippin good girl, but I can make it flush, 'cause I walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Rain rain go away that's what all my haters say, my pockets stuck on overload, my rain never evaporates.
No need to elaborate, most of these ducks exaggerate
But imma get money nigga, everyday stuntin nigga, ducks might get a chance after me
Bitch I'm ballin like I'm coming off a free throw, stay ahead of the game no cheat codes
Lambo Roscoe no street though, but ya booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go g-gone and do yo dance,
And I'm gon throw this money while you do it with no hands (GO)