Hand's Up Songtext
von Bimbo

Yeah, yeah!

Dame espacio!
It′s my time to shine, baby!
Puerto Rock style!
Huh!
EMB for life, baby!

B-double-E-M-B-O!
Huh!
New York City!
You think you ready for this?
Haha!
If you ready, come on, let's go!


All the mamis in the club, throw your hands up!
Fellas, if you ready, just throw your hands up!
It don′t matter where you from, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it's time to party!
If you feel alright, throw your hands up!
If you drunk and wanna fight, just throw your hands up!
If you don't give a fuck, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it′s time to party!

I like that, hot chocolate, bootylicious style
Brown sugar smile, sexy pound for pound
I know you like what you see
B-double-E-M-B-O, you can hit it all night long

Yes, ma, I Puerto Rock to the last drop
New York City, tell me where you at
′Cause I wanna have a party with the morenas
And the latina niggas, mamis, are you with me? (Hell yeah!)
So I'm in the truck, we gonna cruise the city
Doing about fifty, I keep my words pretty sweet
Now let′s get down to the nitty gritty
You see a lot of pretty ladies, they getting baila, rica

Salta, salta, baby, don't stop
You shake your body rock, shake your bomba, listen
I know this is all about you, boo
What you wanna do the same thing, papi, wanna do too, come on!


All the mamis in the club, throw your hands up!
Fellas, if you ready, just throw your hands up!
It don′t matter where you from, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it's time to party!
If you feel alright, throw your hands up!
If you drunk and wanna fight, just throw your hands up!
If you don′t give a fuck, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it's time to party!

And I get love from my thugs in the club
Droppin' bottles like we don′t give a fuck
New York City, put your hands to the sky
And wave your middle fingers from side to side
Mamis in the VIP actin′ wild
Shakin' that thing, sippin′ on Cristal

Bag full of goody, that's the way that we ride
Real to the real, the gangsta
Okay, bring it on, ma, I know that you want it
But get closer so we can start it
It′s all about you, mamis, ya got the body to rock the party
Lotta ass, lotta bones, lotta punani
I'm extra large, catch me in the VIP, puffin′ cigars
Me and my whole entourage
Fuck Cristal, bring me Alizé with Bacardi
The naughty truck parked in the back full of mamis

All the mamis in the club, throw your hands up!
Fellas, if you ready, just throw your hands up!
It don't matter where you from, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it's time to party!
If you feel alright, throw your hands up!
If you drunk and wanna fight, just throw your hands up!
If you don′t give a fuck, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it′s time to party!

This is the rumba straight from Puerto Rico
Recognize the sound from the Latino City
This is the rumba straight from Puerto Rico
Recognize the sound from the Latino City

All the mamis in the club, throw your hands up!
Fellas, if you ready, just throw your hands up!
It don't matter where you from, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it′s time to party!
If you feel alright, throw your hands up!
If you drunk and wanna fight, just throw your hands up!
If you don't give a fuck, throw your hands up!
Dale, Miami, it′s time to party!

Haha!
You know, this is homemade, baby
In Puerto Rico!
Huh!
Miami!
The Goodfellas of EMB Entertainment
And that's for life, that′s the word, papa
And me, huh!
You gonna know me soon, baby
B-double-E-M-B-O!