Make It Clap (feat. Spliff Star)

Just make it clap

Just make it clap

Ayo, we 'bout to take everybody from every street

And throw a party in the Grand Canyon, come on

See, y'all know what it is

Flipmode baby, check it

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 it's

Flipmode baby, I got you actin' all stupid

Now I'm back in the coupe and just to tell you the truth

It's them **** that be havin' you back and they're ready to lose it

Pushin' Lambos and Harleys, rockin' Roberto Cavalli

Now I got a new hobby, diamonds and tattooin' bodies

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

Tattooin' the name of my clique across yo' ass, girl

We bout to blast, girl, from here to Albuquerque

Like Jamaican **** rockin' big chains in soccer jerseys

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

And be hittin', be havin' you shittin' more than a box of Hershey's

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

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

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

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

To all my shorties wigglin' and shakin' they curves

Just make it clap

Just make it clap

Just make it clap

Just make it clap

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

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

Make it bounce up and down like a '64 Impala

Turn around, wiggle it like you shakin' it for dollars

Girl, your skin tone pretty and you love to wear Vickey

Sport Gucci and Gabbana, when you love, the world is sticky

Got a crib in the city with a cherry 850

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 ****, 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 your man hate me

'Cause my shit's steak and gravy, plus my pipe game crazy

Baby

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

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

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

To all my shorties wigglin' and shakin' they curves

Just make it clap

Just make it clap

Just make it clap

Just make it clap

I say come on if you're ready, we wylin' all night

We make you feel good, make you feel right

See, they drunk off of the Henny, **** wanna fight

Shit these bitches be wearin' be fittin' real tight

**** up in the club, **** outside

Bag a couple bitches, bring 'em inside

Shorty dodgin' and dippin', shorty tryna hide

Busy dodgin' a **** because she wanna ride, come on if ya

Already we come to muscle y'all women, come on

Wrastle and try to hassle and hustle y'all women, come on

You, you, see how we bubble y'all women, come on

Dibble and dabble, how we be lovin' y'all women, come on

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 pull her off, show me that butter soft

Open up wide, ma, swallow when I let it off, yo

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

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

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

To all my shorties wigglin' and 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