OVL (Icon Okee x Moufpece Da Rippa) - Celebration lyrics

[Hook: Icon Okee] Clap your hands, it's a celebration Clap your hands, it's a celebration It's a banquet, festive occasion Come one, come all with no hesitation But we're not here for your entertainment [Verse 1: Icon Okee] Had to hold it down, squad goals renowned Bestowed the crowds with the golden child The vultures out, they tryna grope ya gal Atrocious, foul, this is mostly how Hoes beguile, popos profile Cologne is piled before you join the file If home's the site, well think Poker Style I've got a full house and this Joker's wild Didn't know me then, bet you know me now Didn't love me then, bet you loathe me now Been linked before bitlinks Mixed drinks, mixed women, mix ‘em up you get mistakes f** you talkin' ‘bout? This is our sh** Prawns must not've got the memorandum Only ball ‘cause y'all were picked at random Call Kitana, I don't get the fandom This the anthem, I swear it is Overlordz, where's the heretics? We go ham hock, I'm like Hanco*k f** sh** up just to better it, Icon [Hook: Icon Okee] Clap your hands, it's a celebration Clap your hands, it's a celebration It's a banquet, festive occasion Come one, come all with no hesitation But we're not here for your entertainment [Verse 2: Moufpece Da Rippa] I'm the livest one Used to have cornrows like Iverson A PYT, tryna spot me one A sack of OG, man I got me some Tryna make a hundred stacks, all in knots Because the Hundred Blocks is all we got And we call the shots Before a hater try to call a block Im trying to ball a block (Baller Block) like a Hot Boy With hot led on hot wheels I wanna be that hot topic And wake up everyday to a hot meal Then hot labels try to pick me up Because they heard that I got sk**s Found out you was blowing hot air Then found me because you not real Puffing on a Cuban like Cuba, show me the money We were all born losers, I'll shoot ya, if you think its funny Or put you in a headlock I twist Els like its dreadlocks To refresh and maintain like dead stock Dont turn into a dead end you could leave with a headshot Prepare for the big one and pa** on like Red Foxx Bringing life to a dead stop The final homerun, Red Sox So in life, better pick the right tools And keep your shed locked [Hook: Icon Okee] Clap your hands, it's a celebration Clap your hands, it's a celebration It's a banquet, festive occasion Come one, come all with no hesitation But we're not here for your entertainment