Lyrics:
Clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands
To the niggas in the back clap your hands
And to the bitches in the front with the blunts
know by now, let me acquaint you with my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
They
with my soldiers
Fuck you know about culture
Most you niggas vultures
She Grab me by my braids while she ride me on your sofa
From the back I make it go
your hands on me, put your hands on me
Answer me, would it hurt you to lie to me?
Send your goons after me when your heart's broke
Send your wolves
While all you brutha's in the clubs gettin' thug rite
All my homies we accountable to love Christ
Bet your life ain't secured, y'all roll dice
See,
(Clap your hands to what he's doing)
Ayo Pete, man
They gotta pardon us for being on this city shit
The way we are (on tempo, okay?)
Either they
heart's untrue
Then please don't lie with me
(Come on! Clap with me! Clap with me!
Clap those hands! Clap those hands! Alright!)
And if your love
your pride
So tilt your head and take your bow
The spotlights on, your time is now
We'll clap our hands and for you we are singing our song
Yeah tilt
Chorus:
YO!!!
We Good to go
Everybody clap your hands
Everybody in the street
Everybody take a stand
YO!!!
We Good to go
Everybody clap your hands
to hell, it's dying away
Clap your hands if, the hotel's hell
Clap your hands if, the hotel's hell
Clap your hands if, the hotel's dead
Clap your hands if,
us
Save your best niggas
Me, I'm just invincible plus
I get tough digit's
Used to smoke water and dust, hands clutched
Nigga 2-0-19 Range look like
hips
Let your back bone slip
Simon says
Put your hands on your head
Simple Simon says
Bring them down by your side
Simple Simon says
Shake them
hips
Let your back bone slip
Simon says
Put your hands on your head
Simple Simon says
Bring them down by your side
Simple Simon says
Shake them
see you clap, clap, clap
Clap your hands, or whatever you want
I don't wanna see you sittin', come on get up and dance
Tap, tap, tap, you can see
action
[Hook]
I know her good real good and she don't even hold back back back
and when she dance she make them hands clap clap clap
And then she
sinkin' in the quicksand
Created by the keeper of time
Cast aside by using ancient tricks
That changes your state of mind
They got you catering
you to know that) God is not a man that he should lie
hold on , hold on
Clap your hands everybody
everybody just clap your hand
and say 'oh yeah'
track
Can't feel nothing but your life flyin' by
You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind
Grandpa had him a wanderin' eye
He must a passed it
boutta lose my mind
Got me staring at that ass
Like how you move with all that damn
I make her clap
Without No hands
Make her move
Like she’s bout to get
the time to be brave, just clap your hands and praise the Lord
'Cause you are loved by God (Loved by God)
And powered by the Holy Spirit, you are protected
Yeah common put your hands together
Common everybody one two three common
Clap your hands everybody come on
Clap your hands everybody come on
Clap
get to this girl
All of the lies, but see I'm not surprised
That you left this time
You deserve an Oscar
Clap your hands
Cause I see you found a better
Young 'uns with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, they gonna die by the sword, uh
My vocal cords break the laws that
girl
Then take, her home
Your girls, a fan
Cus I'm bout, these bands
She make, it clap
Don't use, no hands
Don't throw, no racks
She still gon dance
You
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