[Intro: Gucci Mane & Jeremih]
Wop, yeah
Bad lil' exotic (Yeah)
Hitmaka
Mwah

[Chorus: Jeremih & Gucci Mane]
Hands off of you (Yeah)
I can't keep my hands off of you (Her)
Hands off of you (You)
I can't keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (Huh)
I can't keep my hands off of you (RIght now)
Hands off of you (Beautiful, huh)
I can't keep my hands off you

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Goddamn, you got a stance on you (Well, goddamn)
I know it's rude, I keep glancin' at you (I know it's rude)
You gon' make me spend them bands on you
(She gon' make me spend them bands)
Birkin bag, let you cop 'em by the two
(Go, by the twos? Go)
All these furs, Gucci, shame on you (All these furs)
All this water on me, I feel like a pool (A lot of water)
You got me hot, I'ma need a fan soon (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
All night sex, it's a full moon (Ooh, woo)
Wop, huh
[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Can't keep my

[Chorus: Jeremih, Gucci Mane & Both]
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off of you
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off you (Oh, oh)
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off of you (Huh)
Hands off of you (Wop, oh)
I can't keep my hands off you

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign, Jeremih & Both]
Ooh, she ready
Ooh, she said she ready, yeah
We go make a play
Take off that Guiseppe, yeah
Take off them VICI's, girl
You thick as hell like Nikki, girl
Turn you to a Barbie, yeah
I buy you a Cartier
I wanna see you, baby
Soon as you wake up, yeah
Fresh face, no make up, yeah
(Fresh face, no make up)
We've had our breakups
I should be touchin' your waist
But it's hard for me to wait
[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Can't keep my

[Chorus: Jeremih, Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign]
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off of you (No, you)
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off you (Oh, oh)
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off of you
Hands off of you (Oh)
I can't keep my hands off you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I want you all for me, I know I'm selfish (Ha)
When you suck it with no hands
I feel so helpless (Damn, I'm selfish)
Tore my dawg's hands off of you because you're Percy
So all the purses that you rockin' must be Hermes (Hands off)
All my diamonds clear as day
They shit be matte grey (Hermes)
So much designer every day
They call it tacky (Huh?)
You hear some rap cap in my rap
Then come and smack me (It's Gucci)
Soon as my hoe see Big Papa
She come attack me (No cap)
[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Gucci Mane]
Can't keep my (It's Wop)

[Chorus: Jeremih, Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign]
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off of you (No, you)
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off you (Oh, oh)
Hands off of you
I can't keep my hands off of you
Hands off of you (Oh)
I can't keep my hands off you