Lyrics:
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
birthday)
Put them hands up put em in the sky work it (work it yeah)
No hands clap that
No hands clap it
Back up back it
She's the full package
Delusional
All you hoes, be cryin' for these bitches
All you niggas, be cryin' for these hoes
Both hands clusty
Pullin' out gats
Double barreled
Blew off
forget the things from your past and
Ain't no one to stop me anymore
Feeding my soul with tears and roar
Squeezing out life
Learning by falling
Laughing
off
Time out, you need to find out how much your casket cost
And make payments 'til I make arrangements to clap it off
Some cats are starved, they
Now I want everybody to clap your hands in this place
Ladies and gentlemen, gentlemen and ladies
We wanna bring to you Memphis's own
The worlds
it through Corona
You can fade me when it's over, light it when it's ready
Blinded by the light and yet we ride around heavy
Baby what's your name
a pork rind out of pig, bro
Somebody tell these mothafuckas keep they hands off me
I ain't a mothafuckin' slave, keep your chains off me
You better hope
drum beat
Come on everybody now, clap your hands
Meet me in the middle of this barren land
It's ten to one, we're gonna have some fun
Tonight
Come
from the midwest
Did i mention?
So clap your hands and stomp your feet
And party on down to the Bizarre kid beat
Throw your hands in the air so i can
doing just for the night
And if you fuck with me I’m guaranteed to change ya life
Uh
Now everybody just clap your hands like this
Just clap your hands
understand
Like what's to even say? What's even in your hands
I put my doubts away
At night, try to never glance
Just one more glass away, such fragile plans
you disrespected the mic
Then they disrespect your grill
The era was truly gone
But it's 'bout to be resurrected by the
Cauze, Kamach' and big Louie
friends, we can all be friends……
'Everybody clap your hands, clap your hands for all the children in the world, lets share this moment forever, nobody can
Whew! Clap your hands everybody!
The other night I was thinking
Of going out and doing some drinking
I didn't think of what I was doing
Another
knocking on door]
What is it?!? (Doctor, is everything alright?)
Yes, I'm straight, go to bed [thunder claps]
[animal screams] Yeah! Yeah!
[woman
keep gassin'
Driven by my passion mashin' for my ration
I'ma keep smashin' tracks automatic raps gon' clap like the kick from a cannon
If I'm goin' out
track
Surrounded by the wolves in the wilderness
Liquor piss, slit your wrists so niggas won't get pistol-whipped
Mo' niggas won't get pistol-whipped
at my new hoe
I only fucked her once, she managed to get a condo
Everybody know me, I ain't no John Doe
You gave the label all your masters, what you
First class MCing
Promoe from Sweden
Who the tighest European?
Verse 2 (Promoe- Loop Troop, Sweden)
'Cause I look so good
Your first thought is
Somebody
party y’all Come on
Get Up Get up out of those seats y’all
Get Up Move your, move your feet
Get Up Come on clap your hands
Get Up Get on up and party
Hey
don't rap back, just clap your own back
Yeah, the akh's back, it's that, it's all mad
Way back from Pac-Man to blackjack man
Had that one a moped in
Come on choir say it with me
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Woo come on clap ya hands everybody
Clap ya hands
I can't hear y'all
Come on
Say Jesus with me
Stomp
deserves the crown
But fighting over which story tale to believe makes you look like a clown
Green and orange both separated by white
Everybodys lies are
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