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Who We Are

Elephant Man

Good 2 Go [Clean]

2003

cops anywhere we appear
Yuh tell us by di clothes dat we wear, everybody sing

This is our time (Uh huh) we about to shine (Uh huh)
All you other

my team
I've been scrambling
Nickel plate and handgun
I call it Nick Cannon

Fuck the COs, POs, BOZOs
I get you and your amigos
Robbed by niggas who

Diddy

Diddy

The Saga Continues

2001

Make the party people dance to this
Get out your seat and clap your hands to this
Cause I came too far
For me to be bouswar
It's a Bently to you,

I like it, ah huh,
That's the way, ah huh, I like it, ah huh, ah huh

Brandon:
Party people
Everybody
Everybody
Just clap your hands
And if you gonna

just enough, for the city, whoa) Everybody clap you hand together now
(Living just enough, for the city, whoa) For the city
(Living just enough, for

Baby Wants to Ride

Frankie Knuckles

Chicago Trax: Ultimate House Collection

1997

thieves.
No more,
America,
Clap your hands,
Hope this bullshit lands,
I thought we loved each other here,
Seems to be a lie,
Arn't you free?
No,
Do

at the pond
You will miss him if he's gone
So dance away while you can
And everyone clap your hands hands clap
It's that time
Yet again
So swing your hips

You can feel it when you sing 
Love takes you there yeah yeah

Everybody just clap your hands like this
Just clap your hands like this 
cnd if your

How We Roll

Gangsta Boo

Enquiring Minds, Vol. 2: The Soap Opera

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
If you niggaz good and hi let me see you clap your hands
If you niggaz good and drunk let me see you clap your hands
[Gangsta

that
Facts
Niggas ain't gonna stop us from being around
Niggas cant be cutting the block man
Naah this our block

Yo put your hands where I can see em

me
I'm going all the way
Carry me

Carry me through
Yes, He did
Come on, y'all
Clap your hands

Come on, make some noise
Everybody clap your hands
I'm

my hand on the mic
I'm a lyrical miracle you're
A spiritual criminal
Metaphysical syllables written by
The invisible
In two ways there's no pen yet I

Stay on your grind it's coming sooner

Everybody looking at me, that's attention
Eon ain't a good boy non of your business
I never stepped on any toe,

the bob their heads
Vibe with you, put up their hands
These ain't your fans 
So come hard enough to make your haters stand, dance, and clap their hands

And so I gotta grab the pen and pad and spaz when I'm in the booth until nothing remains
Clap, clap, damn, damn, everybody raise your hand, hand
Go crazy

out your seats and clap your hands to this
Because I came too far for me to be bourgeoise
It's a Bentley to you, to me it's a blue car
So Branson

favourite desire. (your least favourite desire)

If you're happy and you know it clap your damn hands.
So as I'm spitting lines you should try and go

Screwston, Tx
Mo City Don
RIP DJ Screw
King Troop, Almighty
(Uh!) Everybody go through hard times
It's not about what you go through but how you

little ro-bot
It tells me
What I should be
On
And what I should be
Not

Everybody just
Dance
Dance
Dance
And now stop
Now clap your
Hands
Hands
Hands

little ro-bot
It tells me
What I should be
On
And what I should be
Not

Everybody just
Dance
Dance
Dance
And now stop
Now clap your
Hands
Hands
Hands

and stomp it on the ground
Take both hands
and do a big clap
Stick your ass out
Now bring it right back
Roll up your sleeves
then roll em back down
Now take

break out like this
Close my eyes and let me break down and shit
Yea you know it hurts
Tryna be a better man but i cant really stand on my hands to tha

everybody want to stare
Know a few women, but no, I'm not a player
Just fascinated by asses and long hair
A king in my chair a prince amongst thieves
Branded

you'll ever be
I'm just trynna see your awareness grow
By any memes necessary, yo
And if I don't act, it's cause I have been doing a lot of thinking
So