Karaoke No Hands by Roscoe Dash, Waka Flocka Flame, Wale — sing along with lyrics on Singa

LyricsNo Hands

Listen to this track bitch

Girl the way you're moving

got me in a trance

DJ turn me up

ladies this your jam

I'ma sip Moscato

and you gon lose them pants

Then I'ma throw this money

while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go

All I wanna do

is sit back and watch you move

and I'll proceed to throw this cash

All that ass in your jeans

Can Wale beat can Roscoe skeet

Long hair she don't care

when she walk she gets stares

Brown skin or a yellow bone

DJ this my favorite song

So I'ma make it thunderstorm

flood warning Flocka yeah

Blow it fuck it I don't care

Jacksons flying everywhere

Tap my partner Roscoe like Bruh

I'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Threw me 70 bands

bet 50 stacks oh fucking well

I'm tryna hit the hotel

with two girls that swallow me

Take this dick while I swallow pink

Moscato got her freaky

Hey you got me in a trance

please take off your pants

Pussy pop on a handstand

you got me sweating

Please pass me a fan damn

Girl the way you're moving

got me in a trance

DJ turn me up

ladies this your jam

I'ma sip Moscato and

you gon lose them pants

Then I'ma throw this money

while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go

All I wanna do

is sit back and watch you move

And I'll proceed to throw this cash

She said look ma no hands

She said look ma no hands

and no darling I don't dance

And I'm with Roscoe I'm with Waka

I think I deserve a chance

I'm a bad motherfucker

go and ask then motherfuckers

A young handsome motherfucker

I sling that wood I just Nunchuck them

And who you with

And what's your name

And you not hip 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

Drumma on the beat

let me take my time

N###a want beef

We can take it outside

Fight for what broad

These hoes ain't mine

Is you out your mind

You out your league

I sweat no bitches

just sweat out weaves

Wear out tracks

let me do my thing

I got 16 for this Roscoe thing

But I'm almost done

let me get back to it

Whole lotta loud and a lil' Backwood

Whole lotta money big tip I would

I put her on the train

little engine could bitch

Girl the way you're moving

got me in a trance

DJ turn me up

ladies this your jam

I'ma sip Moscato

and you gon lose them pants

Then I'ma throw this money

while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go

All I wanna do

is sit back and watch you move

and I'll proceed to throw this cash

Okay ROSCOE Mr Shawty

put it on me

I be going HAM

shawty upgrade from bologna

Them n###as tipping good

girl but I can make it flood

'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 I'ma get money

n###a everyday stunting

n###a ducks might get a chance after me

Bitch I'm balling like I'm coming off of free throws

Just ahead of the game no cheat codes

Lambo Roscoe no street code

And your booty got me lost like Nemo

Go go go g go'n' and do your dance

And I'ma throw this money

while you do it with no hands go

Girl the way you're moving

got me in a trance

DJ turn me up

ladies this your jam

I'ma sip Moscato

and you gon lose them pants

Then I'ma throw this money

while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go

All I wanna do

is sit back and watch you move

and I'll proceed to throw this cash

Publisher
Roscoe Dash Pub, Lines In Music Pub Llc., Juaquinmalphurspub, Young Drumma, Dead Stock Music, Wc Music Corp, Almo-Music Corporation
Copyright owner
Christopher James Gholson, Juaquin Malphurs, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Jeffrey Johnson Jr