Lyrics:
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low and some sing higher,
Some sing out loud on a telephone wire,
Some just clap their hands,
You've got to clap your hands to the music
You've got to stomp your feet to the beat, yeah
Walk around in a circle, yeah
Till you come right back
Threesome vibes
These two freak hoes wanna lick it up
Tell them drop down low then pick it up
Slow it down then speed it up
Clap clap that ass, it's
you're mine!
Let me set it up. Let me get that track. let me get on back.
Bcz I want to hear u clap! FREEDOM! Let me hear U clap! FREEDOM Everybody come
It’s your birthday
Let’s clap our hands.
It’s your birthday
Let’s blow out candles
It’s your birthday
Let’s dance and scream,
It’s your birthday
Then
get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the rhyme
Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checkin it out
incidental
It's monumental
In Asia feelin oriental
Around the world we gon floss and buy expensive dental
Hol me back I aint tryna get up on em Jay
But
So clap your hands and stomp your feet and shake those tambourines
Lift your voices to the sky tell me what you see.
I believe in music
I believe
Friday night out with ya girls talkin how you really lit
If you single and you know it clap your hands
Hope that nigga that you fuckin understand
Said If
Neither day or night you are
Bruises on your things
Trauma ridden eyes
Who says they
Can have the stars?
Europe, Asia, Africa
Kneel every night
I am
Someday
Lyrics and music by Poncho Nevárez
Someday..
I can’t keep it all straight
But that’s okay
Someday…..
The reflection in the mirror’s is
Neither day or night you are
Bruises on your things
Trauma ridden eyes
Who says they
Can have the stars?
Europe, Asia, Africa
Kneel every night
I am
There was stillness in nature as the echoes of the hollow thunder clap striked upon the sky
A long reverberating roll shocks the heavens of this
Scarlet orbs adorn her flawless, porcelain face
Her garments, muted by time, appear an ashen-gray
The Red Queen, resplendent amongst this hellish
and Marxism was growin'
We fought in Europe, the Pacific, and Asia
While the communists invaded our academia
Institutions captured and grown bit by bit
all things work together for those who love the Lord.
Dont you be move by the snares of the enemy you gotta hold on (hold on)
when your backs up
'61 Betty Crocker guide
"Charm your guests with Chiffon cake inside"
By '64 Mom dropped the attribution
If you ask, a Campbell family institution
neck and then
I'm like you're the best straight pimpin'
Serving nut by the quart for
The freaky ass hoes
That'll fuck in a Porsche clap and ditch 'em
Then you can clap for yourself
Nice congratulations now clap for yourself
Let dem form like say dem get money on IG
Flex money by the bundles yo
When
guest list, no line by-pass, no respect at all (oh oh, oh oh)|We don't wait, anticipate, the bouncer's at the door (oh oh, oh oh)|Ask us who we be,
a world that´s better
A world of peace, a world that´s kind
By helping one another
Then nobody gets left behind
A colourful world, A colourful world
Put
CHORUS.
I make you hot, hot, hot, hot
To the top, top, top, top
Make those pans drop, drop, drop, drop
Make your hands clap, clap, clap, clap
I turn
Of the slaves that they treated like dirt
After all that hard work
(kid capri)
Clap your hands to the beat, c'mon, just clap your hands to the beat
Freak it now
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
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