Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes - Just Make It Clap lyrics
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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 Flip mode 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 Flip mode 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 Tattoo in the name of my click across yo' ass girl We 'bout to blast girl, from here to Albuquerque Like Jamaicans 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 Hershey's 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 In case you ain't know and in case 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 impala Turn around wiggle it like you shakin' it for dollars Girl your skin tone pretty and you love top wear Vicky 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 Cali sport 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 shits steak and gravy plus my pipe gettin' crazy baby In case you ain't know and in case 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 inside 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, rustle and try to hustle 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 In case you ain't know and in case 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