Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soul Clap, artist - Styles.
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Soul Clap |
I’ma drink til I drop on my ass, this is Holiday |
I’ma go and celebrate and hop on the ass |
That’s one more chance, Dick Frank White aint dead |
Think you the shit, leave me your chick, the light aint red |
matter fact just wanna leave cuz the fights is on |
I’ma still be here when the lights is on Got a fat ass in front of me, Dutch in my mouth |
wit a Corona in my left hand |
you try to front I’ll coma your best man |
I keep a trick on my sleeve, more like a two fifth on my sleeve |
then I switch it to the trey-duce |
in my back pocket, so me and love can stay loose |
It’s like thugs aint partyin, I smoke 20 dimes |
I seen 20 dimes I love they body and |
P tryin to score for the night |
and to tell you the truth, my shit blown if we war for the night |
We gon’drink til we drunk, dance til we drop |
and aint nobody leavin til the music stop |
Can I get a Soul Clap |
Can I get a Soul Clap |
Ayo shit is still gravy though |
I keep a open case, the block hot I need a song for the radio |
P at the club, niggas scared to let they lady go Foot Locker 4 for 20's |
Coulda had her some jeans, Nike Airs, I keep all my money |
Still slide out the club wit a gorgeous honey |
I don’t care if it’s a hole in the wall, I feel comfortable |
Violate P, that’s a hole in your jaw |
All I want is cranberry and Courvoisier |
I’m trying to talk to a dime |
Motherfucker, but I still take my time |
cocksucker, to rob y’all niggas for y’all Cardiers |
I got a flow that you hardly hear |
and a gun wit a silencer, why cuz they hardly hear |
I got honies flockin around, smoke in the air |
wit a cool ass bomb like Bob Marley there |
I’m the gentleman to hold the door |
I’m the gangsta that’s lettin off the three while loadin the four |
rather get a Soul Clap than clap your soul |
honey askin how many blunts I have to roll |
I’ma smoke til I’m high, drink til I’m drunk |
I’m on my tour, shit and I aint get a wink in a month |
My favorite color is green |
but I’m stacked for the moment so I’ma pick pink for the month |
If you could take a hint, then after this party |
if you want, hop in the Viper limo with the tints |
Got the fifty Cal, so hold that |
Tell 'em roll back |
I show niggas the real meaning of Soul Clap |