Big Poppa - The Hand Clap lyrics

[Hook] Gimme that hand clap (lemme get that hand clap) (x4) Now Rick James with it Gimme that hand clap (lemme get that hand clap) (x3) [Bridge] 1 for the money, 2 for the show Clap your hands if you got a bankroll 1 for the money, 2 for the show Clap your hands if your money don't fall [Hurricane Chris] Lemme get that hand clap, lemme get that hand clap Hey they pulled me out the club cause I ain't know how to act But I ain't really trippin, we fin' to sneak through the back And I got somethin like a grenade for them haters who wanna jack (SCREWW!) Here we go me and my click Yeah I'm shinin like a light I got them diamonds on my wrist Lemme get a hand clap, hand clap Lil' mama breath stank so I told her bad back And hand me some water, so I can roll harder Slam on a hater like my name Vince Carter They lookin at me crazy cause I bounce around the club And I be clappin my hands like I'm tryna k** a bug Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream Ain't nobody in the club feelin like me Plus I got a click of gorillas in black tees Make the whole club clap like its some kinda disease, please [Hook] [Bridge] [Hurricane Chris] Well I hope you ain't tired of clappin your hands cause we just got in the club I spent 75 dollars on this shirt just for the club Hey I know we ain't leavin, lets hit the V.I.P With them chickens and get freaky, lil' mama 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' mama I'm Hurricane And now 51/50 status, shinin on haters Jumpin, stompin, hand clappin, knockin over the tables In the club we get ratchet 'til we fight Yeah I'm stuntin in his face cause I got a big bank Like Big Bank Hank Hey, cause my money don't fold Open up and blind 'em with a mouth full of golds Lemme get a hand clap, if you got that holla back And I'm outta my mind I think I need to be slapped Lemme get a hand clap, if you got that holla back And I'm out my mind I thin I need to be slapped like that [Hook] [Bridge] [Hurricane Chris] Now drop that beat, turn it up That's too loud man, turn it down, now turn it back up Put your hands up and make them clap, cause now we on And if you ain't gon' make your hands clap, then stay at home You got a pocket full of money, huh, well that's what's up Lemme catch you by the bathroom, you gon' get snuck Around the E-A-S-E-T-C-G , I'm Hurricane S-O-U-T-H-S-I-D-E, that's what I claim Lemme see you put your arm up and your Rick James I get to clappin my hands like I'm fin' to go insane Lil' mama wanna marry me, just gimme some brain Grippin grippin the grain, lemme see you Rick James 1 for the 1 for the money, 2 for the show All y'all haters better slow your roll But you ain't gotta chill, I can make you chill with a backslap Security won't trip, they would think I'm doin the hand clap [Hook] [Bridge]