Clap Yo' Hands

Coming out the alleyways of Illtown Producer extraordinaire Kaygee Followed by the backbone VinRock And the last to fall onto this planet: Me Falling through the earth with a burst first for ya Clapping ya hands now we must say errah! For sure but I am still thirsty oh mercy! It's worse see come firs see oh curse me! It's Jersey! Slappin' through the skins now a trends backin' in Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's No lights skip the cameras we haul action in. Its Naughty plannin' an orgy, already back again. Kay's trackin' this so clicks clap to this as we rap to this Hoochies pop their coochies and slap their hips Even when in Texas with no gear troopin' That's when I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin' Breakdown feel the party Put your hands together everybody All the ladies in the house I call the honies first Cause it's pure and ya sure, sure ta get your money's worth So just... [CHORUS] Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On why'all Say It's Alright [4X] Clap Yo Hands To all my people on the left, "Clap To This" To all my people on the right, "Clap To This" To all my people on the top, "Clap To This" And in the front don't stop, "Clap To This" And to those other mc's: Naughty By Nature fall? Nigga please! We just took the time to form three companies Now the whole industry Awaits the new recital I'll take your favorite idol I'll crumple up their title In their face cause I'm fed up with that same ol' crap Lack of developing your crew that's why your stage show's wack! So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop and I'm VinRock. I'm holdin' down the fort around my block I reign in this game jackin'other people's props Many crews only stress me Petty fools try to test me Very few impress me, bless me I sneeze upon the wack No one but us could do it like that to me the rest's considered scrap Fact: Naughty niggas will never be defeated Come and try word God, word to life, I put that on the double I. [CHORUS ] Clap Your Hands This Evening. Come On why'all Say It's Alright [2X] Clap Yo Hands According to the calculations from the slums it's hittin'. Hey! Kay makes tracks all funky like raw chittlins Styles are splitin' think I'm kiddin'? well nigga listen Clap long and steady til your palm's sore & sweaty Started cutting more than petty confetty Right after I said bye bye to Ali Ba Ba the punany papa's machete hope ya ready, but if you're not, guard ya knot, Grill, nose opposed to blows that's all the same spot Still chill I rock real and raw like a brawl's a small fight Shorty taking tall mics so practice saying alright ah-ight? - the party is tight Pass the ball all in the back head towards the front cause the wall won't fall I might make moves and motions Start a crammed commotion Make kitties and titties in the city glow like lotion Remember freestyles where freebies systems still sound like CB's, leat tracks leave them wheaties I'm greedy, can't see me Wit bifoc's I fry then fly folks with high hopes Watch my smoke now why choke Sly stroke get by nope now negro You were, dead-ass wrong Head too strong Now here's your zero We can get deep like way down Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk ships and missing mobsters Hip-hoppers know hard, guess who's back again That Naughty click clan to make you clap your hands! [CHORUS] Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On why'all Say It's Alright [4X] Clap Yo Hands To all my people on the left, "Clap To This" To all my people on the right, "Clap To This" To all my people on the top, "Clap To This" And in the front don't stop, "Clap To This"