Hands up in the air

Ain't no steppin' there

We gon' pump it

Lets all get down

Feel it in your trunk

Let your system bump

Yo we gon' move now

Lets all get down

Hands up in the air

Ain't no steppin' there

We gon' pump it

Lets all get down

Feel it in your trunk

Let your system bump

Yo we gon' end it

Lets all get down

Scramble for cheese, MC's

And actors with no fear factor

Ill rap you the rapture

Turnin' strawberries into Cleopatras

Attach your brain

With Words of love and pain

**** above the rim, I'm above the game

Getting hugs from dames

When I don’t even know their name

Just seen what flick they was in

As the world and the DJ spins

Hittin' Cranberry Blends

Girls in the club with their friends

Lookin' for men

Dancing with each other

And treat by the chance that they love us

Brothas talkin' in my ear like they got tracks

Sistas in my ear talkin' like they got black

Movements for me to move with

Bad breath mixed with music

These good times so let me use it, yo yo

Hands up in the air

Ain't no steppin' there

We gon' pump it

Lets all get down

Feel it in your trunk

Let your system bump

Yo we gon' move now

Lets all get down

Hands up in the air

Ain't no steppin' there

We gon' pump it

Lets all get down

Feel it in your trunk

Let your system bump

Yo we gon' end it

Lets all get down

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake

The aesthetic is ultramagnetic

B-Boys sweat it, Off

With their hats feathered, set it, Off

Raw like footage, with no edit

In the club, at the bar, Broke headed

With my guy who got the block glocked and dreaded

I rap, I'm expected to be cheddared

This chick rockin' a fur like she want to pet it

Better food, somebody should of fed it, the move

Ghetto, get eclectic, mellow but yet festered

Minds molested by music

Good times defuse with buds smoking speakers

Run nose thugs quote their favorite song

Mind too black and too strong

To song and dance

We advance to where it don’t stop

The pure hip hop…

Hands up in the air

Ain't no steppin' there

We gon' pump it

Lets all get down

Feel it in your trunk

Let your system bump

Yo we gon' move now

Lets all get down

Hands up in the air

Ain't no steppin' there

We gon' pump it

Lets all get down

Feel it in your trunk

Let your system bump

Yo we gon' end it

Lets all get down

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppas pop and the breakers break

The hustlas hustle and the shakers shake