Keep Your Hands Off My Girl Lyrics

Let the record play Let the record play Let the record play
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 in my chain
I got a model 26 But she stays in her place I got a Kershaw neatly Tucked inside in my waist
And the record keeps playing The same old song The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long
They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
They say, aha, ahha But the record keeps playing The same old song
They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
Now she sweating my friends And my hurricane shoes She likes the records I spin My Adam Barton tattoos
But she can't say what's up So what does she do She just stays posted up The other side of the room
I got AMC tattooed on my hand I got black wall street on a black bandanna
And the record keeps playing The same old song The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long
They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
They say, aha, ahha But the record keeps playing The same old song
They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
She, she, she don't wanna talk about it He, he, he wants to fight about Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it And I just wanna be about it I'm just trying to stay out of it
Step out the wagon You know the boy starts to hate The girl that came with him Less like that's not the boy she dates
They get to fighting and swearing And now the boyfriend is staring The disco ball on the ceiling Looks like the chain that I'm wearing But the music keeps playing
I got brass knuckles hanging From my neck in my chain I got brass knuckles hanging From my neck in my chain
And the record keeps playing The same old song The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long
They say aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
And the record keeps playing The same old song The hipsters mean muggin' on me all night long
They say aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
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 in my chain I got brass knuckles hanging From my neck in my chain