The Tropaholics - Handstand lyrics

[Pre-Hook:] We like them boyz, with them rubber band bands He move weight, keep a couple gram grams So (so so so) where your money, put it in your hand hands Now (now now now) make it flip, make it do a handstand. [x2] [Hook:] Do a handstand, can you do a hand stand Flip that money, make it do a handstand I can make it scream, like a summer jam fan Where are my bands, where my "Rubber Band Mans"? [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] It's official, bang your pistols Play your money it's funny, I mean it tickles I need a D-boy, I need a president And if you're spending them stacks, I need some evidence Then you can bring out all them cars, that they rap about Then I'm a let you eat it, like I put the snacks out Don't say you can't, say you can, say you can can Flip that money, flip it like a handstand [Hook:] [Verse 2: Shannell] He's a banker by nature and he'll call and Stick up the debt, that you owe and thank ya He'll switch the toys out, never the same route But n***as acting, like they ain't about to pay out Taking me out, just to ask how my day went Tryna show me, I'm his number one investment He know what I like, stay on your job type I'll pop if you can pop like you got rubber bands, we like [Pre-Hook:] [Hook:] [Bridge: Nicki Minaj & Shannell] Cause we like, bad boys and bad cars Them hood rich, dope boys and trap stars. [x2] [Verse 4: Shannell] See I'm a rubber lover So wrap it and I'll hug ya Then we can stick together Like them dollars out the printer Bad boys I catch, call me undercover Street grindin', cold cut mother- (f**er) [Verse 5: Nicki Minaj] Yo yo yo- He flip like handstand, he cookin' them ten grams Give him the grand slam, in back of the phan dam I mean the phantom, I can't stand bums Somethin' bout his money, make a n***a handsome Cuff cuff, throw ya badge on me Guaranteed, you can't puff puff, pa** on me We can crush crush, you can spend your stash on me Cause I know, you want to smash, like a crash dummy [Hook:]