Lyrics:
that, some niggas you gotta leave 'em back
Unfortunately we seen the trap
Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly
They fiend to clap as often
[Chorus: x2]
Make dat ass clap make it snap (talk to me now)
Make dat ass smack when I slap (talk to me now)
If you is the baddest booty
bitch in Cali, she the plush, she got the strands
When she suck it up, she lick the nut, she do it with no hands
Make it clap, she throw it back, she get
Lemme see you bounce that, shake that, clap clap, gimme that
Round of applause let's go little kitty kat
Rock rock drop it down low make it pitty pat
they flap, they move mountains
I leap on your back, like a wild fucking monkey
Eyes are blood shot read, with a growling tummy
Beat your fucking back
Ain't no mistaken you see my chain
You know who I'm with
Made niggas banging them hit's
You banging them fist
With just a few good niggas
We can make
telegram
Snoop Dogg told me that
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin' on this funky track
Bang ES, we givin' it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We
nigga and real talk nigga
Middlefingaz' a ridah, whoever killed off, nigga
And I put that on Pat, Screw and Steve
Young low bitch, I clap you
that, bring that cheddar back
If not hear the baretta clap
Your fault you shoulda measured that
Bad white bitch guess where I met her at
By the bar by
Dis Da Biddy Bop Nigga
It’s Backwood Biddy in this mf
You kno what I mean
Do the Biddy Bop Y’all
(Do the Biddy Bop y’all)
Make it Clap, Make it Clap
platinum
Back to the basics
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
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
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
Ya
In da backseat ya you know bitch i had clapped dat
In da backseat ya you know dat I just clapped dat
When I hit dat bitch you know dat it clap
Produced by Nurelle, so, this song should do well
The Passion Mixtape (Friki friki friki fricki Guess Who's Back)
Clap Your Hands
If you feeling this
a legacy
Inspired by the stories
Of those who came before me
Always lookin back
Never forget the history
Always looking forward
Aiming to push the boundary
Verse 1]
I relate to niggaz and they relate to me
Real niggas do real things that's how it supposed to be
Cut from the same clothes make the same shirt
go boom boom boom boom (Lil Boosie bad azz) boom boom
[Verse 1: Lil Boosie]
Bend over let me see what momma gave ya
Make Lil Boosie smile shake dat
mek it clap
Pass me the chappa phone and mek me start fi chap
Me have a new ting shine like a dutch pat
Right inna yuh head gunshot run go stap
Weh
cracked like chiroprac
I'm outer space like Interstellar wit a Stella
Ella Ola, I clap back, no Chlamydia
Just a funky drum and a kick
You want the old
on the floe
Make that azz clap when I rap (like dat)
Bounce that ass like that
Bend ova let me see it from the back
Her body standing still but that azz shaking
dat ting
Baby whine dat ting
So baby
Shake dat culo
Baby make u wind dat ting for me culo
Break ur back jump pon de ting n pull up
Mami got a body like
The style
of the rap makes your hands clap Take care sucker 'cause the lines
are
strapped They mean business no time for play If you bite a line they
This is for the days they clapped for them
But wouldn't clap for me
This is for the days they clapped for them
But wouldn't clap for me
This is for
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