BUSTA RHYMES-MAKE IT CLAP
Intro: Busta Rhymes]
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
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Hey! Hey! Ain't no fakin the fluid
Water drippin off asses of women that's shakin
it too 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
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
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
[Verse 2: Spliff Star]
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
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
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
[Bridge: Busta Rhymes]
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....
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
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
[Spliff Star]
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
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Incase you ain't know and incase you a
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