Throw Your Hands Songtext / Lyric

Throw your hands in the air if my people feel ire
come on and chant with me light the ganja tree
it's lovely - happiness for you and me - lovely

I've never been this bold or am I getting old
I'm positive that I've never been this bold
on da hustle and I'm lucky that I came across some money
gonna spend it all on ganja for my peeps
cause my peeps they gonna spend their paper on me
and I'm dreaming of a wild evening on a bear rogg
french wine, strawberry and a jugg
full of ice cause I'm nice, getting high
like Dolle Mite, on the tittie with my lady
likes it freaky, keeps me happy
thank Lord for this life with my boys and my peeps
celebrate everyday with the whole damned family


Throw your hands in the air if my people feel ire
come on and chant with me light the ganja tree
it's lovely - happiness for you and me - lovely

Throw your hands in the air if my people feel ire
come on and chant with me light the ganja tree
it's lovely - happiness for you and me - lovely


Now who is that, brings teh phat shit
who is the man that's got the phat shit
who is the man that's brings the phat shit
cause if it ain't Pappa Bear it's probably van der Toorn, now check it
first attempted to like everybody from the winter to the summer
from Jamaica to Calcutta
being nice is hard work for some and no doubt
nothing nice to say, you best shut your mouth
you player hate on me, Œcause you got no flow
you best recognize or your ass is out the door
in this season I rip you like treason
I wish, the bloodcloth there to all of you people

Throw your hands in the air if my people feel ire
come on and chant with me light the ganja tree
it's lovely - happiness for you and me - lovely

Throw your hands in the air if my people feel ire
come on and chant with me light the ganja tree
it's lovely - happiness for you and me - lovely

winter cold wind, snow in december
there's another rhyme, I just can't remember
I'll be maxin' and relaxin' til the next ent
and wondering what's happening
two years ago this time we was together
the whole clique in check, polyester and baretta
drinking bad rum, eating chicken by the tree
we ran ot of weed, we light up the tree
we had crazy fun, now things change forever
however we talking about getting back together
that's the price we pay for success and career
all alone in a hotel in San Tropez, Hey

Throw your hands in the air if my people feel ire
come on and chant with me light the ganja tree
it's lovely - happiness for you and me - lovely

Throw your hands in the air if my people feel ire
come on and chant with me light the ganja tree
it's lovely - happiness for you and me - lovely