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Busta Rhymes

Genres: Hip-Hop

Make It Clap (remix) Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

[Busta Rhymes:] 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Ay yo we 'bout to take everybody from every street 

And throw a party in the Grand Canyon, come on! 

 

Ah ha, yeah yeah, uh ah uh, 

See, Ya'll know, what it is... 

yeah yeah, ah, ah, ah 

Flipmode baby, check it 

 

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Hey! Hey! Ain't no fakin the fluid 

Water drippin off asses of women that's shakin it to it 

While I'm takin you through it, no mistakin my crew is 

Flipmode baby! got you actin all stupid 

Now I'm back in the cupid, just to tell you the truth is 

Them niggas that be havin you blacken and ready to lose it 

Pushin lambos and harley rockin Roberto Cavalli (Huh!) 

Now I got a new hobby diamonds and tattoos and bodies 

Watch me crash through the party, go 'head and spaz girl 

Tatooin the name of my click across yo' ass girl 

We 'bout to blast girl, from here to Albuquerque 

Like jamaican niggas rockin big chains in socker jerseys 

Take you on hotter journeys, the way we put it down 

And be hittin be havin you shittin more than a box of hersheys 

We come to control it we come to command it 

And just for the record we always come to set a new standard 

Act like you know 

 

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In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard 

And if you want us to set it just give me the word 

This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds 

To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

 

[Spliff Star:] 

See you a hot little mama it's only right that I holla 

Love your face love your smile love that ass in a Prada 

Make it, bounce up and down like the six four impalla 

Turn around wiggle it like you shakin it for dollars 

Girl your skin tone pretty and you love top wear Vickey 

Sport Gucci and Gabbana when you love the world is sticky 

Got a crib in the city with a cherry eight fifty 

We could cruise down the avenue and shop till you dizzy 

Throw some karats in your pinky have your neck and wrist blingy 

I could bless you with it all boo but never say gimme 

We can, pop yellow bottles push whips in all models 

Vroom vroom on the Calisport instead of Gucci goggles 

I'm a fly little nigga boo enough for you to dig it boo 

Hit me up later we can go somewhere and kick it boo 

The name is Spliff baby I'll make you man hate me 

Cause my shit's steak and gravy plus my pipe gettin crazy baby 

 

[Busta Rhymes:] 

In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard 

And if you want us to set it just give me the word 

This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds 

To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

 

I say come on if your ready, we wylin all night 

We make you feel good, make you feel right 

See they drunk off of the henny, niggas wanna fight 

Shit these bitches be wearin be fittin real tight 

Niggas up in the club, niggas outside 

Bag a couple bitches, bring 'em in inside 

Shorty dodgin and dippin, shorty tryin to hide 

Busy dodgin a nigga because she wanna ride 

 

Come on if ya all ready we come to muscle y'all women 

Come on, rastle and try to hastle and hustle y'all women 

Come on, you you you you see how we bubble y'all women 

Come on, dibble and dabble how we be lovin y'all women 

Come on 

 

[Spliff Star:] 

Let's get it on and let me hit it with my fitted on 

Never mind a slow jam, pump one of Biggie's songs 

Strip, yell or purr her off show me that butter soft 

Open wide ma swallow when I let it off, yo 

 

[Busta Rhymes:] 

In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard 

And if you want us to set it just give me the word 

This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds 

To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

Just make it clap 

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