Make It Clap (feat. Spliff Starr)

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Just make it clap, just make it clap
 Ay yo we 'bout to take everybody from every street
 And throw a party in the Grand Canyon, come on!!!
 Ah ha, yeah yeah, uh ah uh, yeah yeah, ah, ah, ah
 Flipmode baby, yeah, check it out
 Hey! Hey! Ain't no fakin the fluid
 Water drippin off asses of women that's shakin it to it
 While I'm takin you through it, no mistakin my crew is
 Flipmode baby!!! got you actin all stupid
 Now I'm back in the cupid, just to tell you the truth is
 Them niggas that be havin you blacken and ready to lose it
 Pushin lambos and harley rockin Roberto Cavalli (Huh!)
 Now I got a new hobby diamonds and tattoos and bodies
 Watch me crash through the party, go 'head and spaz girl
 Tatoo in the name of my click across yo' ass girl
 We 'bout to blast girl, from here to Albuquerque
 Like jamaican niggas rockin big chains in socker jerseys
 Take you on hotter journeys, the way we put it down
 And be hittin be havin you shittin more than a box of hersheys
 We come to control it we come to command it
 And just for the record we always come to set a new standard
 Act like you know
 Incase you ain't know and incase you ain't heard
 And if you want us to set it just give me the word
 This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
 To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
 Just make it clap, Just make it clap, Just make it clap
 Just make it clap
 See you a hot little mama it's only right that I holla
 Love your face love your smile love that ass in a Prada
 Make it, bounce up and down like the six four impalla
 Turn around wiggle it like you shakin it for dollars
 Girl your skin tone pretty and you love top wear Vickey
 Sport Gucci and Gabbana when you love the world is sticky
 Got a, crib in the city with a cherry eight fifty
 We could cruise down the avenue and shop till you dizzy
 Throw some karats in your pinky have your neck and wrist blingy
 I could bless you with it all boo but never say gimme
 We can, pop yellow bottles push whips in all models
 Vroom vroom on the Calisport instead of Gucci goggles
 I'm a fly little nigga boo enough for you to dig it boo
 Hit me up later we can go somewhere and kick it boo
 The name is Spliff baby I'll make you man hate me
 Cause my shit's steak and gravy plus my pipe gettin crazy baby
 Incase you ain't know and incase you ain't heard
 And if you want us to set it just give me the word
 This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
 To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
 Just make it clap, Just make it clap, Just make it clap
 Just make it clap
 I say come on if your ready, we wylin all night
 We make you feel good, make you feel right
 See they drunk off of the henny, niggas wanna fight
 Shit these bitches be wearin be fittin real tight
 Niggas up in the club, niggas outside
 Bag a couple bitches, bring 'em in inmtside
 Shorty dodgin and dippin, shorty tryin to hide
 Busy dodgin a nigga because she wanna ride, come on if ya...
 All ready we come to muscle y'all women
 Come on, rastle and try to hastle and hustle y'all women
 Come on, you you you you see how we bubble y'all women
 Come on, dibble and dabble how we be lovin y'all women
 Come on
 Let's get it on and let me hit it with my fitted on
 Never mind a slow jam pump one of Biggie's songs
 Strip, yell or purr her off show me that butter soft
 Open wide ma swallow when I let it off, yo
 Incase you ain't know and incase you ain't heard
 And if you want us to set it just give me the word
 This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
 To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
 Just make it clap, Just make it clap, Just make it clap
 Just make it clap
 Just make it clap, Just make it clap, Just make it clap
 Just make it clap
 

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Duration
03:40
Key
1
Tempo
119 BPM

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