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conversations.value: Write me a song called Hands Up with the following description: “Hands Up” is the second single from Lloyd Banks' second studio album, Rotten Apple. The chorus is sung by fellow G-Unit member 50 Cent and the video features the former as well as another, G-Unit member Tony Yayo.
  The song is produced by Eminem and was released as a digital download on July 25, 2006. “Hands Up” debuted at #84 on the Billboard Hot 100.
  It is featured on the soundtrack of Saints Row 2, a video game released in 2008 which sold 3.5 million copies. Big rappers and big songs for big games. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [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