[Intro: Lloyd Banks]

I wasn't gone if you missed me

Put 'em up

Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up

Put 'em up

Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks]

Hands up! Shorty, when you party with me

We goin' way past quarter to three

(I say hands up!) I'm good in the VIP

I got my hammer right here with me

(I say hands up!) You know when you party with crooks

You gotta learn to respect the jux

(I say hands up!) Everything ain't cool as the fame

And this shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I say hands up!)

You know I'm puttin' something on me

Right before I leave outta the car (We came to party)

You go tough talkin' at me

You gon' leave out the club wit a scar (We came to party)

We pop bottles like it's all free

'Fore I leave, I'ma buy out the bar (We came to party)

You gon' order whatchu want, it's on me

I'm a G, take a look at a star (We came to party)

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

It feels so good to live sucka free

I'm soakin' it all up while your girl's suckin' me

It mean the world to her, it's nuttin' but a nut to me

Look miss, get a grip or let a mothafucker be

I'm a rap star, who 'posed to be ridin' around in that car

Two in the front, in the back got the plasma

This ain't a free ride, you gotta have the gas ma

I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma

And I'm busy so I move a bit faster

You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya, huh

I'm a bastard, damn near chauvinist, hand over the plastic

Cause they wanna see ya man go in the casket

Rule number one: keep ya gun or get ya ass hit

And that's it, lights off and ya body stiff

By the same niggas you used to party with

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks]

Hands up! Shorty, when you party with me

We goin' way past quarter to three

(I say hands up!) I'm good in the VIP

I got my hammer right here with me

(I say hands up!) You know when you party with crooks

You gotta learn to respect the jux

(I say hands up!) Everything ain't cool as the fame

And this shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I say hands up!)

You know I'm puttin' something on me

Right before I leave outta the car (We came to party)

You go tough talkin' at me

You gon' leave out the club wit a scar (We came to party)

We pop bottles like it's all free

'Fore I leave, I'ma buy out the bar (We came to party)

You gon' order whatchu want, it's on me

I'm a G, take a look at a star (We came to party)

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

Yea

I cruise through the strip, 22's on the whip, new Ruger on the hip

Thousand dollar outfit, never stooge never slip

Follow rules or get whipped, nigga move or get hit

I don't care who's on the strip

It ain't only the Ferrari now, the jewels got 'em sick

Now it's 2006, I need a new bottom miss

It's a'ight, they can talk, I'm amused by the pricks

I'm the news out the bricks, nigga, who's hot as this?

I bet the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed

I ain't a cuddler, I fuck the drool outta chick

My niggas ice-grill, but it ain't the same

They don't see the faces, they just see the chains like

OOH when ya get 'em, they don't know you with me

They probably think the bouncers at the front door frisk me

This regular shit, the everyday mentality

They charged up, don't make me put in the battery

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks]

Hands up! Shorty, when you party with me

We goin' way past quarter to three

(I say hands up!) I'm good in the VIP

I got my hammer right here with me

(I say hands up!) You know when you party with crooks

You gotta learn to respect the jux

(I say hands up!) Everything ain't cool as the fame

And this shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I say hands up!)

You know I'm puttin' something on me

Right before I leave outta the car (We came to party)

You go tough talkin' at me

You gon' leave out the club wit a scar (We came to party)

We pop bottles like it's all free

'Fore I leave, I'ma buy out the bar (We came to party)

You gon' order whatchu want, it's on me

I'm a G, take a look at a star (We came to party)

Put 'em up

Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up

Put 'em up

Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up