Lyrics:
what you just learned
Let's all get together and form a crowd
While the DJ play it, nice and loud
Now everybody in the place to be
Let's all get
The club and the moon is full
And I'm looking for a thick young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get 'em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new
Gal! Will ya come slap dem up
When we come in all de dance 'nuff D.J.'s shut up, woy!
Ill Will, slap dem up
MC's get ate, get broken like
up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
Ay!
Yo
Umm, yo
Hit her with the glove this ain't Clay, this is-yeah
Is that Babypowdah?
You know it
Hit her with the glove, this ain't Clay this is Ali
die from fright
There's things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets
running in accord
With arbitrary lines of paint
Laid out the day before
I placed my feet upon the clay, clay, clay, clay, clay, clay
What does the poem say
a grinder
Oh this your bitch I'm behind her
I'll get you knocked off by a minor
Hoe I'm Clay Raw that's my one-liner
I wake up I check Navy Federal (Check it)
floor
When you think of sweat, you think of sex
So d.j play my (shhh), and girl let's get to it
I got what you need
Set your body free
All you need
Just Dance
RedOne konvict
Gaga (Oh oh, eh)
I've had a little bit too much, much
(Oh, oh, oh oh)
All of the people start to rush
(Start to rush by
bought it for cheap
We been in the Stu every week
Every day
We get to the cash no delay
We put it together like clay
Did you get the message i tried
freeze, freeze
Now DJ bring the music please
I'm the life of da party
It don't take much, for me to get started
Every time you see me, I'm with a bunch
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
stopping us
We made a sound
And you can't replace it
Can't rap with us
Cause you too complacent
Georgia clay
With that Memphis pavement
Crank and Dawg
it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves
get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop?
A-with the weave in your head like a mop?
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
on social media
And watch a piranha of trolls get to eatin ya
chorus
verse 3
Clay-Doh on the verse
That's sSign em up (sign em up)
Line em up (line em up)
I'm a DJ of the stars
It's been a long time coming, but I'm back in this place
And if you think that ego stands a chance, get out of my face
There's not
JOHN MADDEN
Clay Raw on the Track
LLRTK BITCH
Ok hold up, let me get to spazzin
In the trap I'm calling plays like I'm John Madden
1000 bitches in my
cry with fright
Things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it
forget Migo Bands
We got plenty of em
Shout out to my neighborhood crips
Shout out my GD folks
Pull up in black Lambos its bros over hoes
These hoes get
be a freak
but we should get together at
the end of the week
Dancin right up by the speakers
so we really can't speak
hands all over my body
yes my
And if you chew on, you'll get a cavity
Cause I'ma giant, and you're a pee-wee
And all that LL shit, you can't see me
You're cheap and weak, incomplete
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