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Albums:

Stomp Your Hands, Clap Your Feet (Slade) · Big Band Plays the Big Hits, Vol. 1/Up a Lazy River (Big Band Plays the Big Hits, Vol. (Si Zentner) · Please Clap Your Hands [Bonus Tracks] (The Bird and the Bee) · Clap Your Hands (Memphis Slim) · Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah) · Please Clap Your Hands (The Bird and the Bee) · Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah) · The Daisy/Tiger Records Story: Everybody Come Clap Your Hands! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah) · Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah) – and 90 other albums »


as I throw the bands
Them hoes can't judge your ass
Damn sure can't control your ass
I don't really know your ass
But I'ma have to show your ass
the struggle starts today people
Listen, here we go, yeah

In life sometimes things ain't what they seem
Some say, they love you don't mean a damn thing
that’s how goes

The wars the battles the tussles the struggles
From nobody to a legend
Give in here, I command your attention
As if I was a band, you
me sick
Don't clap your hands
Don't start to dance
Don't let them know that you're a fan
You're living in hiding
But really, friend, have you
without even a Ruskin
Okay! Feel like a pervert
Try to make eye contact
I trip down on her skirt
Damn!

[Chorus]
I like a girl with a big booty
She
I need a fan on me (uh huh), everybody wanna land on me (uh huh)
So come on and put ya hand on me (uh huh), now what's damn with a wam on it?
DWAMN!
I see your hands clap
Ya heard it, my lips spits quick like Wordsworth
And I'm quick to do a DJ when he's walkin on my turf

"Lord Jazz.."	"He goes by
wanna be your friend
Baby, you gotta trust me...

[Khalid]
Aiyo I live by the rules, trust nothing in skirts
Cause with that big butt and a smile,
your hands for Zulu Nation
C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu
C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu Nation
C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu

You see
your hands for Zulu Nation
C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu
C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu Nation
C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu

You see
we gonna get Funky Funky
Everybody clap your hands
Clap clap clap your hands
Clap clap clap your hands
(Clap hands in time 2 the music)

Alright
your radio set, I scan
Popular music gives crap jams, you've been blinded, narrow minded
You know rap is big with the crowds nothing's behind it
They
you it ain't no good for the bloodstream
You know god damn whatever and uhh
It's dumb and big it's dumb and big)
Mira, meth-tical comin through with
we gonna get Funky Funky
Everybody clap your hands
Clap clap clap your hands
Clap clap clap your hands
(Clap hands in time 2 the music)

Alright
fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5, double stacked that's a hundred grand
Rose
Imagine this breeze coming from the ceiling fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5,
and pull it and shoot at your man
Would you jump in front of the bullet and take it

[Chorus]

If it ain't one thing damn it's anotha'
Hand in hand I
icky
That why I'm Swass

Beat box
Oh Mix-A-Lot I'm feelin' it now, cotton picker
Yee ha!

Now everybody on the floor clap your hands
Smoke
out there 
Throw your hands in the air 
Cause this one is more fly 
Fly, fly 
Flyyyyy, flyyyy 
Flyyyyyyyyahhahayhahhhha 
BZZZZT 
Wooo! 

Get
fourteen
No gold ropes, no diamond rings

But look at me now, ten years later
Ask any MC if I rap greater
See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O
From
even the big O
From San Diego to Sacramento
They'll tell you yes, wherever you go
And I bet my life won't one say no
Ain't nothing like a Too Short
Stomp ya feet, and clap ya hands
‘Cause you’re listening to the sounds of the P-Funk band
Ain’t nothing new in what we do, ‘cause we doing it all
The bricks is back, the bricks is back
Big 'Dow ain't the toughest
so I'll tell you right now when it's on it's nothin
Shadow gettin to bustin

[Verse 1 -
came and sat by my side
and said, "MmmmmMMM! You know I smell good"
I said to myself, "Please oh please reverend now would
you speed up the sermon so I
Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son?
Damn... nigga got fucked, shit, huh?!
By his back, watch nigga run
Seven the center of your eight point sun