Lyrics:
Hand To Hand Bravo

I had jade colored eyes That shimmered in the sun If you stared at them too long You'd catch a glimpse of what I'd done The faces of the damned And all

-koo Do that crazy Hand Jive, too Hand Jive Hand Jive Hand Jive Doin' that crazy Hand Jive Papa said, Willie you'll ruin my home! Doin' that Hand Jive

gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream come from one bottle Prominent premier, premium bravo

y'all goin' home with Trigga? I see you at the club, ooh, shawty Walkin' past a nigga lookin' at me all naughty Then I said, "Baby, wassup?" Reach for that hand

I take it from anybody and I'm never sorry when I leave an ex like heart broke See the horns, I've got them saying bravo Welcome to the delivery two,

gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream come from one bottle Prominent premier, premium bravo

no. You don't get it, no. You don't get it, no. You don't get it, no. So tired of fooling around in just a one way conversation. What the sitch's I scratch what itches. Bravo

was an accident I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam I hate the straight jacket it ain't latching and can't lock it So they stapled my hand

, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta music I stood at home hand on