Hurricane Chris - Hand Clap Lyrics

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Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay

Now turn me up a little

Move

Now turn me up a lil

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(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

Soo Woo ( Blood Gang Call)

Here we go me and 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 haters 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)

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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 hits 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 50/51 stater shinin' on them haters

Jumping stomping hanging clapping knocking over the tables

In a club we get ratchet until we fight

Yeah I'm stunting in his face cuz I got a big bank

Like big bank hank

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 out my mind

I think I need to be slapped

Let me get a hand clap

If you got that Hollaback

And I'm out 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 with a backslap

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

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