Song Description

club jammie!

Lyrics

Clapp ? Mi Casa Remix

Verse 1
You want this crackin? - let me show you where its at
Enter the groove precise like a needle on wax
And take it back like 8 track?s, fros and stacks
Pomade and dax, boys with Gerri curls and naps
Ready to max, got joints packed from front to back
Side to side, they slide with tenacity
Move the max capacity with rhapsody
While sparks fly when the clap with intensity
Get?em crunk, crowd loves or hate just like Apollo
So we come doused with Spirit don?t no bottle
Fast and furious we guzzle like full throttle
Its Chicago! we cut up like staccato
Cause when the shakers shake, then breakers break
But when we syncopate all fakers fake
(All aboard!!!)
Now what y?all waitin? for?
If you?re bored then just hit the door
Cause?

Chorus ?
All night long,
We gonna party till the break of dawn
We aint leavin? till 6 in the morn
Bad boys where you at, Ladies where you at?
Don?t nap to come on clap to that.
Just Clap to that,
Everybody clap to that?

Verse 2
Loddy Doddy, we are the body
We don?t cause trouble, we don?t bother nobody
We?re just some men that?s on the mic,
And when we roc upon the mic, we represent Christ!
Real nice, all day and all night long
Praise God with Urban psalms
?Now lift your palms?
Not to me I?ve died, I?ve been embalmed
With His Spirit now move to his momentum
Now groove as you loose your equilibrium
Get lifted up in Christ like you on helium
We?ll be movin?em as fast as Pentium
It?s a hot commodity everybody wants some
But ya gets none if ya dumb-ditty dumb
Mufasa, its Mi Casa ?
It?s not to cram your flow if you?re a dancer
Just dosi doe change your partner

Bridge ?
Now all you steppers, and fellas, everybody
Get on the floor and dosi doe your body (4x)

Chorus ?
All night long,
We gonna party till the break of dawn
We aint leavin? till 6 in the morn
Bad boys where you at, Ladies where you at?
Don?t nap to come on clap to that.
Just Clap to that,
Everybody clap to that?

Verse 3
I?m international from Southside to Acapulco
Fast like Flo- Jo, the ladies want my mojo
But one slip of my tip I?ll be green like Mojo-Jo Jo
Words from my philoso, colossal
Ghetto velocoraptor, ferocious gospel rapper
We got the whole place caught up like the rapture
Now clap your hands till you break your wrist
And if you cant clap no more then just pump your fist.

Chorus ?
All night long,
We gonna party till the break of dawn
We aint leavin? till 6 in the morn
Bad boys where you at?
Ladies where you at?
Don?t nap to come on clap to that.
Just Clap to that,
Everybody clap to that?