A$AP Ferg - Petit Valley lyrics

Everybody let me see you clap those hands Come on, let me see you clap those hands Everybody let me see you clap those hands Come on, let me see you clap those hands I tell you I have it, I tell you I have it I tell you I have it, I tell you I got it Lord I fell in love with a girl from Petit Valley She have a tough life but she pretty smiley We join carnival for the finale But I want to move to Trinidad and keep her happy 'Cause she got deported for five years And I almost shed a tear when she told me that sh** So I'm back in New York and we talk on the phone Tell me that she want me back, can I keep her at home I got a grand career, can't just leave it alone It's either her curly hair or the microphone Girl, oh, what you want me to do? Trap Lord Everybody let me see you clap those hands Come on, let me see you clap those hands Everybody let me see you clap those hands Come on, let me see you clap those hands I tell you I have it, I tell you I have it I tell you I have it, I tell you I got it Lord Trap Lord in this b**h, Bunji Garlin We jamming, shout outs to Petit Valley Everybody let me see you clap those hands Come on, let me see you clap those hands Everybody let me see you clap those hands Come on, let me see you clap those hands I tell you I have it, I tell you I have it I tell you I have it, I tell you I got it Lord