Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Round of Applause Ft. Chris Notez, artist - Los.
Date of issue: 26.04.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Round of Applause Ft. Chris Notez |
Zero |
It’s Los |
Gotta be a believer baby |
Let’s go |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
And they ain’t sayin nothin if they ain’t talkin money to me |
I hear alot of chit chatter but my pockets gettin fatter |
So you know it sound funny to me |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
How bout a round of applause? |
Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay |
Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay |
Okay, welcome to my world, bitch |
We be on that thorough shit |
And you be on that girl |
You be-you be on that girl shit |
Welcome to my block hoe |
Don’t nobody bias |
Don’t nobody know karate nigga |
You know what that glock for |
Gotta be a better way |
Gotta be a different route |
Gotta get my figures up |
Gotta get my niggas out |
Y’all should pull a Snickers out |
I think I’m a be a while |
Money make a nigga happy |
And I think I need a smile |
So much on my little mind |
So much in so little time |
Nobody solidified me |
I stuck to my little grind |
Now I’m in that big body |
Sittin on them big wheels |
Lil fella, big dreams |
Nigga, I’m a big deal |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
And they ain’t sayin nothin |
If they ain’t talkin money to me |
I hear alot of chit chatter |
But my pockets gettin fatter |
So you know it sound funny to me |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
How bout a round of applause? |
Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay |
Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay |
Okay, cook it til it bubble up |
Whip it til it double up |
Rock it, chop it, bag it, flip it |
Nigga, just don’t fuck it up |
Struggle with a passion |
You wanna go and get it |
Just be humble in your actions |
And hustle til it happens |
Yeah, what kinda question does the fear raise? |
No questions, it’s Maybachs in my near days |
Versaci shades, and ocean beach from my staircase |
And you just standin there with a scared face |
And if I fall, so what? |
I’m so with it |
I get up like a go-getta and go get it |
Yeah, they gotta give it to me one time |
Made it thru the rainy days |
I’m ready for my sunshine |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
And they ain’t sayin nothin |
If they ain’t talkin money to me |
I keep alot of chicks chatter |
From my pockets gettin fatter |
So you know it sound funny to me |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
How bout a round of applause? |
Flashbacks, gun shots, caution tape |
Best friends and relatives who haunts his fate |
Double crosses, setbacks, let downs |
Feelin corned, closed in, shut down |
Hard times, long days, late nights |
We fall down then get up and take flight |
Yeah, this for all the ones that never get a chance |
I can’t wait to kick it with you |
Promise we gon' sit and laugh |
Promise we gon' joke about |
The times that we didn’t have |
All my peoples with a dream |
Just don’t let your vision pass |
Those who never gave the time |
Say they wanna know you now |
Wasn’t round when shit was tough |
They just wanna slow you down |
Homie, what I owe you now? |
I see where we all stand |
How you gon' take credit for |
Something that was in God’s plans? |
If you real I salute ya |
Born to make history, nigga I’m the future |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
And they ain’t sayin nothin |
If they ain’t talkin money to me |
I hear alot of chit chatter |
But my pockets gettin fatter |
So you know it sound funny to me |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
Oh-oh, ey-ey |
I’m makin haters bow down to the boss |
I’m a rider and I’m down for the cause |
How bout a round of applause? |