away And clap you on and clap you off I wish I could clap you on, clap you off I'll make you say what I wanna hear I wish I could clap you on, clap
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clap you on and clap you off I wish I could clap you on, clap you off I'll make you say what I wanna hear I wish I could clap you on, clap you off Hold
He's worthy Sing His praises unto the nations For He's worthy Yes He's worthy [Chorus:] Clap your hands Lift your voice Leap for joy Clap your hands, everybody clap
.J. blow Like the paint on this Impala Tell Afeni to holla if she need another son that rap Pac?s revenge And I got a gun that clap like Dr. Dre snares
my n*gga I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny
got ripped on wax So he snitched just to get me back No matter what you say dog your shit be whack You better watch what you say it might get you clapped
made rap, one blood, that say I'm signin wit Jigga I got rappers gettin mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryin to clap at me I got these corny wannabe
*gga I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny
shit? Walking dead, angels spend their last days by me, New Jersey Giant like Dave Tyree, Young George or Jonathan Chat, Your guns clap, Mine will go '
dream you got come true When you believing in me You believing in you And one last thing So you don't forget You got to be bad as hell to do that shit Rock (Refrain) Clap
I can give your body warmth In the freezing cold I can give you joy When life got you low I can take away the pain and you'll hurt no more I can make every dream
Glam Walk, turn, pose, stop, give 'em what you got Work those hips, side to side, get that angle right (right) Paint your face like a movie queen A naughty dream
: Once upon a time I was the hurricane boy There was no eye in me for you to hide Head low don?t show oceans in my eyes As the waves clap goodbye to
nigga I'm the best nigga Cause we the best niggas From street team to GM To BP This ain't a crime family This rap shit is a dream team [Somebody who
: (John Hiatt) I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid. I blew it all at the penny arcade. A hundred dollars on a kewpie doll. No pretty chick