Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Clap Your Hands , by - Guilty Simpson. Release date: 02.10.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Clap Your Hands |
| Yeh, you know it yeh |
| Detroit City |
| Guilty Simpson, clap it up y’all |
| Beats at will, yeah |
| I don’t really care what squad you wit |
| Cause a real nigga don’t need sponsorship |
| And a posse don’t make me hard |
| I’m a leader so I gotta play these cards and face these odds |
| Ain’t no time to chase these broads |
| Tryin to get paper to create these jobs |
| And it’s a fact when you’re black that you don’t know how to act |
| When your bellybutton’s touchin your back, yeah |
| That’s why a lot of us fuck with the crack |
| Cause it’s the easiest way to double your stacks |
| And all the hoes scream «Where the hustlers at?» |
| Usually the pretty chick with the bubble in back |
| Word to Dilla dawg I’mma get it all |
| Combination safe behind the picture on the wall |
| Even though moms raised me right |
| I swear to God rap shit saved my life |
| Yeah, all the people in the back sippin 'gnac |
| We representin for y’all niggas, do it! |
| («clap your hands») |
| C’mon, it’s a party |
| («You and you and you to clap your hands») Everybody |
| All my people with the drinks in your cups |
| Turn the muh’fuckers up and go nuts |
| My mood swings like pendulums; |
| I got two birds |
| One’s a middle finger and trust me that’s the friendly one |
| Because my Desert Eagle will kill all who envies him |
| We transport info quicker than Pentiums |
| I’m gutter, what I’m spittin is classic |
| So walk on eggshells or I bury you bastards |
| I rep the D, so when you speak about me |
| I’m the letter between C and E |
| In fact I’m the 1 between 3 and 3 |
| With a smokin gun commitin B and E’s |
| And I don’t fake at all, all I can be is me |
| And if you don’t like it I dare you to get excited |
| Detroit nigga my area is the tightest |
| The raps come easy, live it see it and write it |
| Drug wars, shootouts, mentally sick men |
| Naturally my breed’s equipped with thick skin |