Lyrics:
on, clap your hands everybody
One more time, say
I've got the victory, Eh, Eh, Eh
(I've got the victory, Eh, Eh, Eh)
I've got the victory, Eh, Eh, Eh
[ bouncer ]
Alright
Everybody over here, I need one straight line
Alright, let's see tickets, ID's
Alright, thank you
Turn around, hands on your head
enticed by full moons on islands
Filled with the loot that eluded
Troops of previous tyrant
Devious rhyming, see me when writing
Feasting with lions
some boy in the hood, become so fly?
Standing there, inside her mind, let the chance pass by
Back of her mind, "He could change your life"
What
to block the sun, it's time to go have some fun
Stomp your feet and clap your hands, and wild out to the Summer Jam
It's summer time, time to move baby,
won't you stand
Stand by me
Won't you stand, won't you stand
Stand by me
(Alright, darling)
(Raise your hands, everybody)
(Come on, clap along
the road to see a little girleo.
Bimbo is a little boy who's got a million friends,
And every time he passes by, they all invite him in.
He'll clap his
Comin' so swift and upliftin'
Shiftin' into gears everybody snap, tap
Clap cause this is the year
For Perfection, my motherfuckin' homies
To put they
Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands
Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and
Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and
Freak that girl like
to the sound
Put your hand on the ground
Take one step left and one step right
One to the front and one to the side
Clap your hand once and clap your hands twice
on the ground
Take one step left and one step right
One to the front and one to the side
Clap your hands once and clap your hands twice
And if it looks like this
your plans
Or just catch you with a back hand
Xzbit bring it to you live
With the know how
Cool in a gang
And ain't about to change
My
know what I been through
This just another day that Lord is made I choose to be glad
I'm gone clap my hand and stomp my feet
Ain't nobody but religious
glass turns back to flint and sand.
I only cease to love as love demands.
As you know it takes a while to clap those
Fragments from your idle hands
on the ground
Take one step left and one step right
One to the front and one to the side
Clap your hand once and clap your hands twice
And if it looks like this
your residence and now I raise the roof!
Thank the troops ‘cause I get paid to break the rules and thanks to you
I’m all anybody talks about
Y’all
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
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