) [chorus] So put your hands up Hands up You know you can't stop Can't stop So put your hands up Hands up Wooh ooh ooh So put your hands up Hands up
With everybody drinking soda pop I didn't recognize the girl next door With beat up sneakers and a pony tail Beach baby beach baby give me your hand
got some dreams Don't give up on your dreams real talk Ready kids, let's go Dreamin', yeah, dreamin', yeah Dreamin', dreamin', yeah Dreamin', yeah, dreamin', yeah Born September
Where were you when the world stopped turning That September day? Out in the yard With your wife and children Workin' on some stage in LA? Did you stand
, smoke with me, light it up Wanna get high, come smoke with me, smoke with me, light it up Wanna get high, come smoke with me, smoke with me, light it up
] They didn't want to rate me But all my supporters came together and saved me Tears in my eyes Head high, pointing to the sky Screaming nobody made me, nobody made me Put your hands
it none. Jump in the air, hands in the air, put 'em up, Girls shake it down, girls shake it down, wind it up. Come through your town, come through your town, tear it up
came in with some zombie ass cops What we have here the chief embraces In his hands he pulls out two briefcases A picture popped up on computer One woman
What would you do if you Knew all of the things we knew Would you stand up for truth Or would you turn away too And then what if you saw All of the things
Wake up Maggie, I think I've got something to say to you It's late September and I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused, but I fell
Talkin' out they joints but they wasn?t sayin' nuttin' My hand was on my toolie, they was actin' unruly Say word, yo, word up, yo, I was tight caught up
her hands, I am watching her dance, As the hem of her dress gently kisses the breast. It suddenly rains on us, She is laughing and turns up her hands
rhymes is flawless Fools get tossed for tryin' to floss like bosses People can call this the clique wit no losses 'Cause a nigga can flow from September
that push In my drop top with the laptop keeping up president straight Ok, who gots the pick-up? bitch touch down at 8 My niggas got the pick-up, the
kid's got a switchblade knife Ooh, take me away to another world that doesn't think that way The hour arrives and the time is at hand Eddie gets up
me) Words can never hurt me, have no evil Where do we go from here? Wherever if baby [Bizzy Bone] Let nothin break your loyalty cause loyalty be royalty Gather up
and wipe off the table Make a fresh pot of coffee Mabye light up a cigarette, yea Go and sit on the front porch Watch the sun going down, down Holding hands
Oh Maggie Oh Maggie Oh Maggie Oh Maggie Wake up Maggie I think I've got something to say to you It's late September and I really should be back at school
