Wale Clappers Remix Lyrics

Clappers (Remix) by Wale

Hit it boy on the beat
They just said in seven plod
You know MG in the street
Said the real nigga show love
We ain't throwing up no ones
Like we moving in we come with bags
Before I receive no hands
Let me see you clap

Clap it still the front(front)
Clap it still the front(front)
Shawnty got a big old but
Ooh yeah

Reals nigga gonna clap I'm still holding on my strap
Real whores act right and all this fake whores get left
All I want it's get check, smell it's been under my breath
Reach for ever my sink that mean I can't sleep with no gang
Probably my nigga working tight with all that we rap
Walk around my new state like I'm the king around here
Messed with all around here I got turn around right here
No, I burn it down right here
Nigga we certified right here
Ain't no turning five right here
We gonna get down right here
Have a million on one night
I'mma kick it down right here

Clap it still the front(front)
Clap it still the front(front)
Shawnty got a big old but
Ooh yeah

Clap, clap , clap it's for the front girl is your back
Clap, clap I think I'm bout to front you in the back
It's like clap, clap, clap matter of fact most sound will be the cause of that
Show me what's your badest bitch and I show you what you lost
True Rolex like forty stacks, made just for that flows on back
I just less to ..my brother said she can take all from mine
I'll be with A babe but that ain't sound like nany
I'll be what's the base, shut out like chase the zaggy
They go just like spinners sound like eighty seven
And all I'll be crossing bridge and just see my makers dragging
I got to cross and I think I need some grown up values
I'm thinking my 'you thinking your joy and '

Clap it still the front(front)
Clap it still the front(front)
Shawnty got a big old but
Ooh yeah

I'm like on the fact, bubble back, Gucci bag, Louie track
King of diamonds DOA an 'through nuts
Show me tits I show you stacks
Though it back, I thorough you wrap
Get you back, you warn a battle
No more, less that forty stack
Bring all that to DC03, East street wait to burn then act
My new bitch bring another new bitch cuz fuck one bithc I'm bored to death
Tell that Rick Rose ain't see rock ' OG own to that
Clappers was my told to that , I think we need some more of that
Play this work, I play some work
Glitch it way I hit the front
TAB I did it for, did all that ...make him hurt
Surly got a big old but, that's what's up
I won a touch but for how much? Ain't got enough

Clap it still the front(front)
Clap it still the front(front)
Shawnty got a big old but
Ooh yeah

Big fat, bitch, you know what I mean?
Do it, do that, do it for me, do it
Clap, clap, clap
I gonna want you to do it
They gonna want you do it
They want you to do it
I don't want you to do it
Rick want you to do it
Bitch I want you to do it


Clap it still the front(front)
Clap it still the front(front)
Shawnty got a big old but
Ooh yeah

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