Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Now Turn me up a lil

Move

Rick James

Now Turn me up a lil



Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom

Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom

Now Turn me up a lil

Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom

Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom



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Give me that hand clap

(Let me get that hand clap)

Give me that hand clap

(Let me get that hand clap)

Give me that hand clap

(Let me get that hand clap)

Give me that hand clap

(Let me get that hand clap)

Now Rick James wid it

Give me that hand clap

(Let me get that hand clap)

Give me that hand clap

(Let me get that hand clap)

Give me that hand clap

(Let me get that hand clap)



One for tha money,

Two for tha show.

Clap yo hands,

If you gotta bankroll

One for tha money,

Two for tha show,

Clap yo hand if yo money don't fold.



[Verse 1]

Let me get that hand clap

Let me get that hand clap

They pull me out tha club cuz i aint know how to act

But I aint really trippin

We finna sneak through tha back

And i got something like a grenade for them haters

Who wanna jack

Ooooooh-Ooooh

And we going be in mah clique

And im shinin like a light

I got them diamonds on mah wrist

Let me get a hand clap, hand clap

Lil mama breath stank

So i told her bad back

And payin me some water

So i could roll harder

Slam on tha hater like mah name Vince Carter

They lookin at me crazy cuz i bounce around tha club

N I keep clappin mah hands like im tryna kill a bug

Row, row, row ya boat

Gently down tha stream

Aint nobody in tha club feelin like me

Plus I got a G-G-gorillas in black tees

Make tha whole club clap like its some kinda disease



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[Verse 2]

Well i hope u aint tired of clappin yo hands

Cause we jus got in tha club

I spend 75 dollas on this shirt jus fo tha club

Hell naw i aint leavin

LEtz hit tha VIP

Widd dem chickies n get freaky

Lil mama dont believe me

I showed her, I showed ha

I beat it out tha frame

I told her ima beast

N lil mama, im Hurricane

N now 50 want

50 steady shinin on haters

Jumpin, stompin, hand clappin

Knockin ova tha tables

In tha club we get ratted till we faint

Yeh im stuntin in his face cuz i gotta big bank

Like big bank hank

Cuz mah money dont fold

Open up n blind em wit a mouth full of gold

Let me get a hand clap

If you got that holla back

And im outta mind

I think i need 2 be slapped

Let me get a hand clap

If you got that holla back

N im out mah mind

I think i needa be slapped

Like that



[Chorus]



Drop that beat

Turn it up

Thats 2 loud man

Turn it down

Now turn it back up

Putcha hands up n make em clap

Cuz now we on

And if u aint gon make ya hands clap

Then stay at home

U gotta pocket fulla money huh?

Thats whussup

Lemme catcha by tha bathroom

You gon get snuck

I rep that E-a-s-t-e-c-g

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Im hurricane

N im S-O-u-t-h-s-i-d-e

Thas what i claim

Now lemme see u put yo arm up

N Rick Jamesz

I get to clappin mah hand

Like im finna go insane

Lil mama wanna marry me

Jus gimme some brain

Im grippin, grippin tha grain

Lemme see u rick jamesz

One for the, One for tha money

Two for tha show

All yall hatas betta slow yo roll

Or u aint gotta chill

I could make u chill widd a back slap

Security wont trip

Theyll think im doin tha hand clap



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