Clap Yo Hands
(专辑: Poverty's Paradise - 1995)
Coming out the
alleyways of Illtown 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! Slapping through the
skins now a
trends backing in Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's No lights skip the
cameras we haul action in. Its Naughty planning an orgy, already back again. Kay's tracking 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 trooping That's when I
find the
baddest broads in Houston boosting 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 [x4] 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 holding 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 [x2] Clap Yo Hands According to the
calculations from the
slums it's hitting. Hey! Kay makes tracks all funky like raw chittlins Styles are spliting 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 [x4] 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"