The Hand Clap - Hurricane Chris Feat. Big Poppa

Hand Clap! - Hurricane Chris

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Now turn me up a little
Move
Now turn me up a lil
Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Booom
Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Booom
Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Booom
Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Bom, Booom

(Chorus)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Now Rick James wit it
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)

One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if you`ve got a bankroll
One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if your money on the floor

[Verse 1]
Get me get that hand clap
Let me get that hand clap, clap
They pull me out the club cuz I ain`t know how to act
But I ain`t really trippin`
We finna sneak through the back
And I got some like a grenade for them haters who wanna jack
(Whooo-Whooo)
And we going in my clique
Yeah I`m shining like a light
I get them diamonds on my wrist
Let me get a hand clap, hand clap
Lil momma breath stank so I told her bad back
And payin` me some water so I can roll harder
Slam on tha hater, like my name Vince Carter
They looking at me crazy cuz I bounce around the club
But I keep clapping my hands like I`m tryin` to kill a bug
Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream
Ain`t nobody in the club finna like me
Plus I gotta G-G-Gorillas in black tees
Make the whole club clap like it sum kind of disease

(Chorus)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Now Rick James wit it
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)

One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if you`ve got a bankroll
One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if your money on the floor

[Verse 2]
Well I hope you ain`t tired of clapping your hands
Cuz we just got in the club
I spent 75 dollars on this shirt just for the club
Hell naw! I ain`t leaving!
Let`s take the VIP with them chicks and get freaky
Lil momma don`t believe me
I showed her, I showed her
I beat it out the frame,
I told her I`m a beast
And lil momma I`m Hurricane
And now 50 want
50 staters shining on haters
Jumping, stomping, hanging, clapping, knocking over the tables
In a club, we get ratted until we fight

Yeah I`m stunting in his face cuz I got a big bank
Like big bank, hang
Cuz my money don`t fold
Open up and blind them with a mouth full of gold
Let me get a hand clap
If you got that Hollaback
And now I`m on my mind
I think I need to be slapped
Let me get a hand clap
If you got that Hollaback
And now I`m on my mind
I think I need to be slapped
Like that�

(Chorus)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Now Rick James wit it
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)

One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if you`ve got a bankroll
One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if your money on the floor

[Verse 3]
Now drop that beat
Turn it up
That`s too loud, mayne
Turn it down
Now turn it back up
Put your hands up and make em` clap
Cuz now we yawning
If you wake, we make your hand clap
Just stay at home
You got a pocket full of money (ahhh)
Oohh that`s wazzup
Let me catch you by the bathroom
You gone get snuck
I rock that E-A-S-E-C-G
I`m Hurricane
And I`m S-O-U-T-H-S-I-D-E
It`s what I claim
And let me see you put your arm up
And Rick James
I get to clapping my hand like I`m finna going insane
Lil momma wanna marry me
Just give me sum brain
I`m gripping, gripping the grain
Let me see you Rick James
One for the, one for the money
Two for the show
All ya`ll haters better slow your roll
Or you ain`t gotta chill
I can make you chill at the backstop
So security wont trip
They`ll think I`m doing the hand clap

(Chorus)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Now Rick James wit it
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)
Give me that hand clap
(Let me get that hand clap)

One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if you`ve got a bankroll
One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if your money on the floor

A Bay Bay - Hurricane Chris

ay Bay Bay(Ay) [X3]
Ay Bay Bay(Ay) [X3]
Ay Bay Bay(Ay) [X3]
Ay Bay Bay(Ay) [X3]

[Chorus:]
You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
Whites Folks Gangsta And Them Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin With A Stack Of Them Dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollerin'
Ay Bay Bay [X2]
Ay Bay Bay [X3]
Im In Da Club Holerin'
Ay Bay Bay [X2]
Ay Bay Bay [X3]
Im In Da Club Hollerin'

When I Holla Ay Bay Bay
I Finna Get My Groove On
Its So Hot Up In Da Club
Dat I Ain't Got No Shoes On
Im Holdin' Up A Big Stack And Dem
Hundreds In A Rubba Band
Girl Don't Ask Me For No Cash
Cause Im Not Dat Other Man
Everybody Trippin' Cause Im Limpin'
When Im Walkin' And Im Pimpin' When Im Talkin'
I Don't Trick On Chick Dats Talkin'
Dem Boyz In Da Back Dey Be Rollin'up Dey Doughdy
Then Dey Blow It Till Dey Chokin'
*Dats Wat Got Lil' Cane Coughin'*

When I See A Bad Chik Im Hollerin Out(Ay Bay Bay)
I Hope Yall Ain't Wit Ya Boyfriendz
Cause I Don't Care Wat Dey Say
And I Don't Care Wat He Say Or She Say
Im In Da Dj Booth Takin' Pictures Wit Da Dj

You Wanna Know What We Say
When Clubs Get Crunk (Wat)
Ay Baybay Let it Play
Dats My Song Turn It Up [X2]

[Chorus:]
You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
Whites Folks Gangsta And Them Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin With A Stack Of Them Dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollerin'
Ay Bay Bay [X2]
Ay Bay Bay [X3]
Im In Da Club Holerin'
Ay Bay Bay [X2]
Ay Bay Bay [X3]
Im In Da Club Hollerin'

Now If You Lookin' For Me Baby You Can Find Me
Bangin' In Da Chevy Candy Painted Swingin 9 Deep
Saint Cards Creep Wit My People Right Behind Me
I Showed Dem My Chain Now
She Hollerin Wat U Buyin' Me
I Show My Mouth Piece
To Dem Freaks Now Da Hirin' Me
Oh You Got A Problem Well I Hope You
Tryin Me. Throw Them ....Park
Then I Reach Under My Sit
Hop Out With My Hand Under My Shirt
Dats Where Dey Hirin Me
Yellow Bone Chirpin' Me
She Trying To See Where Imma Be.
You Gonna Let Me Get Up In
Your Mouth Well Dats Where Imma Be
I Don't Pop Trunk Wit Lights Dats
Where Dey Choppa Be. Straight To The Hotel
All Da Bad Chickins Followin' Me
I Know You Like My Style, I Ain't Trippin
Im Just Tryin' To See, Girl Is You Drunk
Well Tell Me Why You Leanin' All On Me
And If You Thinkin' Imma Stunt You Trippin
I Pull Up In An Expedition Wit Da Roof Lift

[Chorus:]
You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
Whites Folks Gangsta And Them Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin With A Stack Of Them Dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollerin'
Ay Bay Bay (2x)
Ay Bay Bay (3x)
Im In Da Club Holerin'
Ay Bay Bay [X2]
Ay Bay Bay [X3]
Im In Da Club Hollerin'

Im In Da Club Hollerin'
Ay Baybay Let it Play
Dats My Song Turn It Up
Im In Da Club Hot,Crunk,Sweatin, Burnin' Up
Im 'bout To Do The Crowd
Bumpin And Hollerin Wats Up
I Done Fell Out In Da Dance Floor
And Now Caint Get Up
Js On Your Feet But You Cant Get These
You Wear Wats Unbrown White, And Yellow
Till You Breeze
Ill Go To Saint Louis Let My Chain Hang Low
Con Every Yellow Diamonds Mixed Wit Rozo
I Shy Real Bright In Da Light Because Im A Star
8 Shots Of Patrons Now Stannin'on Da Baw
Probably Get Drunk Wit A Scum And Put Da
Keys In Da Wrong Paw

[Chorus:]
You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
Whites Folks Gangsta And Them Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin With A Stack Of Them Dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollerin'
Ay Bay Bay [X2]
Ay Bay Bay [X3]
Im In Da Club Holerin'
Ay Bay Bay [X2]
Ay Bay Bay [X3]
Im In Da Club Hollerin'