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Hands On Lyrics - Hands On - Bobby Lyle

Ohh yeah, ohh, yeah, yeah, yeah 

 

See me and my girl's having problems 

I need the time to breathe 

So I headed to club, straight to the VIP 

Shoulda seen little mama, reppin' 'em Fendi jeans 

And them Christian Diors, lookin' kinda good on her feet 

 

She got me like, I had a couple drinks to me 

Shorty talkin', shh to me 

But that's not what I came here for 

So I make my way to the door 

 

I tryna leave the club but I can't because 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

I said I really need to go but she's like no 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

 

She trains so hard to tempt me 

And she keep going when she go and get me 

Next thing I know, she grabbin' on me 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

Shorty got her hands on me 

 

She got perfect timin' 

More than that she's a perfect diamond 

The situations got me blinded 

'Cause I gotta girl at home, ohh 

 

Now she all on my ear with it 

Damn the way, she drop it down low 

Can she pick it up real slow? 

Body really outta control, damn 

 

She got me like, ohh 

I really need to leave now 

But she grabbin' on me 

And she ain't what I came here for 

But she got me open like a door 

 

I tryna leave the club but I can't because 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

I said I really need to go but she's like no 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

 

She trains so hard to tempt me 

And she keep going when she go and get me 

Next thing I know, she grabbin' on me 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

Shorty got her hands on me 

 

I'm sorry but I gotta girl at home 

She hands all on me ain't makin' it hard to leave 

But your body smells so good, you just my type 

I wanna take you home but, girl, I gotta go, ohh 

 

I tryna leave the club but I can't because 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

I said I really need to go but she's like no 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

 

She trains so hard to tempt me, yeah 

And she keep going when she go and get me, yeah 

Next thing I know, she grabbin' on me 

(Shorty got her hands on me) 

 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

She all up on my head like don't leave 

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave 

Shorty got her hands on me 

 

Shorty got her hands on me 

Shorty got her hands on me