Lyrics:
bookin'
Everybody lookin' (Everybody lookin')
Eyes on the prize, put them hands on yo thighs (Aye)
Imma need to see you shake it from the left to the right
so we went crazy in the eighties
So we won't kiss heinies in the nineties
Oops the Naughty's troop in sections of forties
So clap your hands
so we went crazy in the eighties
So we won't kiss heinies in the nineties
Oops the Naughty's troop in sections of forties
So clap your hands
clap
Gotta make that ass clap
Now why's everybody so mad at the south for
Change your style up
Switch to southpaw
Jada, I was listenin' (listenin')
So I
hands clap, toes tap
And crossin' cultural and generation age gaps
Never can you fade that
We make your body like rock to this (Naughty)
Everybody's
Trendsetter, landowner
Hope your bitch don't land on him
Drink in his hand with the sand on him
You small time, you Hyundai's
You couch niggas, we stand
'round, we hear the people say||Chorus||All we wanna do is make you dance, dance, dance|All we wanna do is make you dance, dance|Now clap your hands (clap
out
Help me out, to my peeps in Queens, clap your hands
To my peeps in Brooklyn, clap your hands
To my people in the Bronx, clap your hands
To my
cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' tech for me
Everybody from every hood bang yo' head
'til you break your motherfuckin head for me!
for me
All my niggas just bust yo' tech for me
Everybody from every hood bang yo' head,
'til you break your motherfuckin head for me!
Just let me give
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
Everybody dance, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Clap your hands, clap your hands.
Everybody dance, doo, doo, doo, doo.
Clap your hands, clap your hands.
Music
hands and feel in trance
Everybody take a chance, waving up your hands
Can you feel this trance
Everybody take a chance, waving up your hands
Can you
then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' tech for me
Everybody from every hood bang yo' head,
'til you break your motherfuckin head for
then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' tech for me
Everybody from every hood bang yo' head,
'til you break your motherfuckin head for
hands clap, toes tap
And crossin' cultural and generation age gaps
Never can you fade that
We make your body like rock to this (Naughty)
Everybody's
around
Everybody clap your hands, come and clap your hands
Like this is coming straight outta wonderland yeah
Clap your hands, come and clap your
you ask me to lend a hand then I send two
You even look at us wrong things gon' get complex dude
I can kick an ass, don't make me scuff my dress shoe
If
a 11, I mack in a 7, I'll clap at your reverend
I see you in ny, I'll send you an invite,
You're gonna need you a pass that's the code that we live by
(situation)
My morning has now begun
Because (He turned it!)
Everybody shake He turned it! (He turned it!)
Come on clap your hands and say He turned it! (He
I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to
You can run your mouth, I don't care (care)
But if you get too close, I'm gon' clap you
It's too
friend
Bring it over, do it again
What you doin'? Where you at
Let me see your daddy, clap from the back
Bo, bo, bo, bo, bring it back
You don't see, hold
frozen
Big shit popping, they ain't stopping shit
Bitch, I was chosen!
Big bread winner, get the money by the loaf, You just loafing
Everybody get a bag
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