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 meercy!
 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 Y'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 Y'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 Y'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