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Album: A Taste Of Shanell Aka SNL (2009)

Handstand

We like them boys with them rubber band bands
He move weight, keep a couple gram grams
So where your money put it in your hand hands
Now make it flip make it do a handstand
[x2]

[Chorus:]
Do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that
Money make it do a handstand.
I can make it scream like a summer jam fan
Where are my bands, where my rubber band mans

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
It's official, bang your pistol
Play your money it's funny, I mean it tickles
I need a D-boy, I need a president
And If your spending them stacks I need some evidence
Then you can bring out all them cars that they rap bout
Then I might let you eat it like I put the snacks out
Don't say you can't, say you can, say
You can can flip that money, Flip it like a handstand

[Chorus:]
Do a handstand can you do a handstand flip that money
Make it do a handstand. I can make it scream like a summer jam fan
Where are my bands where my rubber band mans

[Verse 2: Shannell]
He's a banker, by nature
He'll call and slick out the debt that you owe and thank ya
He'll switch the toys out, never the same route
But niggas acting like they ain't about to pay out
Taking me out just to ask how my day went
Tryna show me I'm his number one investment
He know what I like, stay on your job type
I'll pop if you can pop like you got rubber bands we like

We like them boys with them rubber band bands
He move weight keep a couple gram grams
So where your money put it in your hand hands
Now make it flip make it do a handstand

[Chorus]

Cause we like them bad boys and bad cars
Them hood rich dope boys and trap stars
[x2]

[Verse 3: Shannell]
See I'm a rubber lover
So wrap it and I'll hug ya
Then we can stick together like them dollars out the printer
Bad boys I catch call me undercover
Street grindin' cold cut motherfucker

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
He flip like handstand he cookin' them 10 grams
Give him the grand slam in back of the Fan Damn
I mean the Phantom, I can't stand bums
Somethin' bout his money make a nigga handsome
Cuff cuff throw ya badge on me
Guaranteed you can't puff puff pass on me
We can crush crush, you can spend your stash on me
Cause I know you want to smash like a crash dummy

[Chorus x2]


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