"Clap" lyrics
(feat. Waka Flocka Flame)
One bitch on a pole, two on the floor (Brick Squad! Yeah)
Shawty know it's fat (Flocka), let me see that ass clap (Clap)
She drop down and touch her toes, like, "Where the cash at?" (You know it's)
Waka Flocka Flame, I'm on go, I'm on that (Flock)
Olympian, she throw it back, I throw this pole at her like (Whoahh)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bend that ass
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, yeah (Hood rich)
One rack, two rack, ay, fuck it up (Blatt)
G6, just popped a half, I'm bout to level up (Bitch)
Thick in chocolate, how I like it, fine shit
Diamonds on my collar, I got Chrome Hearts on my garments (Turn up)
Shawty back it up on a nigga, let me park it (Yuh)
45 minutes in, I'm just getting started (Ooh)
Going deep and slow in that pussy, Mr. Perfect (Ooh, fuck)
A broke nigga nightmare, a bad bitch target (Yuhh, ooh)
Shawty know it's fat (Flocka), let me see that ass clap (Clap)
She drop down and touch her toes, like, "Where the cash at?" (You know it's)
Waka Flocka Flame, I'm on go, I'm on that (Flock)
Olympian, she throw it back, I throw this pole at her like (Whoahh)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bend that ass
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, yeah
I'm from Southside (Ayo), we outside (Come on)
Baby, lean your head back, open your mouth wide
Heard she lookin' for a gift, I told her I'm the walking prize
You can tell that ass real by the size of her thighs
Now she twerkin' with her friend, lil' bitch don't get me on your Live (Yuh)
Can you make that ass clap for me counter clockwise?
Man I love when my lil' shit act a lil' trapped out
You know everything on Waka Flocka Flame just pop out (Yeah)
Shawty know it's fat (Flocka), let me see that ass clap (Clap)
She drop down and touch her toes, like, "Where the cash at?" (You know it's)
Waka Flocka Flame, I'm on go, I'm on that (Flock)
Olympian, she throw it back, I throw this pole at her like (Whoahh)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bend that ass
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, yeah
Shawty know it's fat (Flocka), let me see that ass clap (Clap)
She drop down and touch her toes, like, "Where the cash at?" (You know it's)
Waka Flocka Flame, I'm on go, I'm on that (Flock)
Olympian, she throw it back, I throw this pole at her like (Whoahh)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bend that ass
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, yeah (Hood rich)
One rack, two rack, ay, fuck it up (Blatt)
G6, just popped a half, I'm bout to level up (Bitch)
Thick in chocolate, how I like it, fine shit
Diamonds on my collar, I got Chrome Hearts on my garments (Turn up)
Shawty back it up on a nigga, let me park it (Yuh)
45 minutes in, I'm just getting started (Ooh)
Going deep and slow in that pussy, Mr. Perfect (Ooh, fuck)
A broke nigga nightmare, a bad bitch target (Yuhh, ooh)
Shawty know it's fat (Flocka), let me see that ass clap (Clap)
She drop down and touch her toes, like, "Where the cash at?" (You know it's)
Waka Flocka Flame, I'm on go, I'm on that (Flock)
Olympian, she throw it back, I throw this pole at her like (Whoahh)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bend that ass
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, yeah
I'm from Southside (Ayo), we outside (Come on)
Baby, lean your head back, open your mouth wide
Heard she lookin' for a gift, I told her I'm the walking prize
You can tell that ass real by the size of her thighs
Now she twerkin' with her friend, lil' bitch don't get me on your Live (Yuh)
Can you make that ass clap for me counter clockwise?
Man I love when my lil' shit act a lil' trapped out
You know everything on Waka Flocka Flame just pop out (Yeah)
Shawty know it's fat (Flocka), let me see that ass clap (Clap)
She drop down and touch her toes, like, "Where the cash at?" (You know it's)
Waka Flocka Flame, I'm on go, I'm on that (Flock)
Olympian, she throw it back, I throw this pole at her like (Whoahh)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bend that ass
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, make that ass
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, yeah
Writer(s): Juaquin Malphurs, Gary Rafael Hill, Leland Tyler Wayne, Bobby Bernard Turner Jr., Christopher Townsend, Thaddeus Maurice Jr Williams
