Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
Itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva
See if the God say get her imma get her
Iâll have her wit a pillow where the casket wonât fit her
The only reason I hit her was she kept talkinâ greasy
Lilâ jump skeezy betta ask somebody who I be
See Iâm R to tha Ez, its mid-summer got on long sleeves cuz my arms is freezinâ
I gets fly for no reason, see I got money but its always robbinâ season
See hip hop needs me, the beats is Swizz, the girl is sick and please believe, that imma start, see every damn night I ball ? is blue and grey like Seton Hall
Chorus
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
Itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva
Yea see Rem is a monster, Iâm raps MVP the star on the roster
Officially a boogie-down Bronxer, Terror Squad ainât the Brady Bunch and I ainât Marcia
My shits so butter they should call me Marge
And I ainât gotta be boss just as long as Iâm in charge
And whateva I say goes, so if I say NO, donât ask why just assume its because I say SO
Iâve been doin it too long, ainât nothinâ ? me, Iâll run through ur lilâ gated community
You know how the girl be, Iâm a show stopper, Iâll give it to you early before the toast pops up
Chorus
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
Itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva
See this goes out to my Bx crew, put your hands up in the air if you feel me
Fuck emâ all day, fuck emâ all night, treat niggas like hoes
Itâs whateva like a four long blaze, and Iâm hotter then hoes that work at the Days Inn
People tryinâ to make shit to make niggas bop, I make shit they play that get niggas shot
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Right hand got a blunt, left hand got a cup
And you already know the rules donât apply to us
We gonâ do what we do, itâs whateva 2 fuck
We got the fly shit here we go, drivinâ backwards down the one like Big in the hypnotized video
Bang this in your stereo, turn it higher, now everybody light your lighters
Chorus
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up
Put your right hand up (Man, man)
Itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, itâs whateva