"Keep Your Hands Off My Girl"

[intro]
Let the record play
Let the record play
Let the record play

[verse 1]
The way that you dance
The way that you move
The way that you stare at me across the room
You carry Dior bags
And you got your Chanel
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
I got a model 26 but she stays in her place
I got a kershaw neatly tucked in side of my waist

[chorus]
And the record keeps playing the same old song
The hipsters muggin on me all night long
They say
Ah ah, ah ah
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
They say
Ah ah, ah ah
But the record keeps playing
The same old song
They say
Ah ah, ah ah
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl

[verse 2]
Now she's sweatin' my friends
In my hurricane shoes
She likes the records that spin
My Adam Barton tattoos
But she can't say what's up
So what does she do
She just stays close to the beat
On the side of the room
I got AMC tattooed on my hand
I got Black Wallstreet on a black bandana

[repeat chorus]

[bridge]
She, she, she don't wanna talk about it
He, he, he wants to fight about
Me, me, I dont want to fight about it
I just wanna be about it
I'm just trying to stay about it
Step out the wagon
You know the boy starts to hate
The girl that came with him
That's like that's not the boy she dates
They got to fighting and swearing
And now the boyfriend is staring
That disco ball on the ceiling
Is like the chain that I'm wearin
But the music keeps blarin'

I got brass knuckles hangin from my neck and my chain
I got brass knuckles hangin from my neck and my chain

[repeat chorus]

[outro]
You carry Dior bags
And you got your Chanel
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain