F.G.M.G - Make it clap

Where you going Shawty
Where yawl off too
We got goods
I got my crew
And we got bands
Now what it do
You got ass
And your girlfriends do too
Got stacks on deck
No soulja boy
Make it beep beep beep
Like a tonka toy
If you want to wild out
Shawty i'm the man
Girl you can't be my wife or my girlfriend
Or maybe a night time friend
Now make that ass clap
I got mine to spend
Now wind it up
And wind it down
And turn around
And back it up
All that junk in the trunk
How you get that
She got racks on my racks
I'm about to hit that
All that junk in the trunk
How you get that
She got racks on my racks
I'm about to hit that
Shawty got ass in them pants
Damn ass in them pants
Shawty i ain't trying to be your man
I got bands now make it dance
Bands so make it dance
And later imma get you out of them
Now take a ride with no hands
I got bands so imma make shawty dance
For them bands Where your friends
Told her i got money so she said
How low i told her do it with no hands
Make it clap like you a fan
Ask shawty for a dance
Like this the last day
No plans she want to go
Back to the crib
Have her screaming young
Spitta you the man
Make it sloppy
Yeah i do it big
Slow motion when she shaking it
So I'm just catching it
I call it backstroke and Head
Slumped over ass in the air
While she doing it eyes and hands on her
Trying to not lose my focus
She performing like she auditioning
Body soaking wet like she do fitness
In the kitchen make it clap make it clap
For them bands Make it clap
Make it clap for them bands
Make it clap make it clap for them bands
Make it clap make it clap for them bands
Shawty got ass in them pants
Damn ass in them pants
Shawty i ain't trying to be your man
I got bands now make it dance
Bands so make it dance
And later imma get you out of them
Now take a ride with no hands

Written by:
Benny anderson jr, Dominique Anderson, Geno Childs, George Carter, lenesia colemans, prince dortch

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