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Everybody hands up in the air

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Let me see your drinks up in the air

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It's that modern day Tony Stark, biggest dog in the game with the biggest bark

Money, money, money, money don't make the man

Man make the money with the biggest master plan

I got the, got the, got the, got these niggas going nuts

Raising bottles in the air, the money they throwing up

Peep my, peep my, peep my, peep my, peep my game boy

When it's all said and done I'm hall of fame boy

I'm riding, riding, riding, riding in a new ghost

With my business partner, nah, not White Wed french folks

Call me, call me, call me, call me “Tim: The Party Man”

Be in the clubs and radio all on one command

Now show your hands

Okay (okay), let's get it jumping (let's get it jumping)

Turn up the speakers

Can you hear the bass bumping?

Them tweeters tweaking

I came here to party, pass that cup around (round)

Put your hands in the air move'm up and down (down)

Hey (hey), give me a bottle and a fucking cup

Fuck that cup, I'm about to turn that bottle up

Cause I cam here to party, pass that cup around (round)

Put your hands in the air move'm up and down (down)

Oohwoah[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

I heard somebody said he wasn't dead yet

They should've never said that

Young Tunechi got the game down Pat Sajak

Even though I'm paid in full, all I want is Payback

Man, fuck these niggas. Pause

I spray king kill the world and fuck them all in my cigars

I make them mother fuckers bow down, no applause

All of my goons wired up like broken jaws

I rep that mother fucking red flag put you in a dead bag

I get bread you get the crumbs at the bottom of the bread bag

And my letters is Y M, shout out Stunna and Slim

I'm fucking with Tim and my girl, I'm fucking her friend

Tunech!

This country bitch from Virginia

See the way the crowd go wild when Misdemeanor 'bout to enter

Everybody better bow down when I step up to the mic; front and center

Say I'm too old to rap, I'll be rapping til I wear dentures

Yeah, hello haters

You mad? Pick your chin up

What did I say about running your mouth? You better respect your mentors

I'm so relentless flow colder than the winters

I'm pretty in the face and I should pose for a pin-up (I drink my gin up)

I'm on the mic, I'm back with Tim

We looking good like working out up in the gym

Anybody wanna see us? Competition? We don't see'm

Ain't nothing change, we ahead of the game above the rim

This how we do it[Hook]

1, 2, 1, 2

I said 1, 2, 1, 2

Everybody hands up in the air

1, 2, 1, 2

Let me see your drinks up in the air

1, 2, 1, 2