Rowboat – Clap That

Rowboat – Clap That Lyrics

Artist: Rowboat
Song: Clap That

Like the Incredibles, we stay flexible
Super speed super speed then we invisible
Force-field blocks {any person or} individual
If you not wit it the ops will be critical

Homie said get off that sh#t and get spiritual
I was too busy eating #ss like cereal
Run up the dough, throw it on hoes
Clap that in the snapback, {ratkeep}

Then the slap b#tch, stop it, ain’t gone start sh#t
And the slime that I rock ‘wit, super toxic
Box him like the oxy’s yeah you know we poppin’
Pull up with a stick

Then you is a b#tch and you can’t get no clique
You stay touchin’ dick
Fire it gone hit
That you is {piece tip, yeah} you went from lint

I’m talking chicken
Can’t talk ‘cuz I’m in the {throat though}
Star Wars, I’m {Han} solo
Drugs hit, dressed in a polo

Iced out, call me Fro-Zone
Rap on the scrilla’
Say I’ma drill her
Walk in the party with all of my killa’s

Run up, I stay in a villa
Glock nine, 45, it’ll sure kill ya
f#ck her appendix
f#ckin’ {my own misses}

You want some p#ss# boy, but you not gettin’ it
Yes it is heat but only if I’m spittin’ it
Only be famous if you stay consistent
Making that beauty my mistress

Even though beauties are dissin’
Another day, that’s another sin
Throw my life into the garbage bin
Those fake grills be created from tin

Three songs, we go dumb once again
f#ckin’ up life I just want it to end
Bad ‘lil Barbie, I’m her ‘lil Ken
Yes I’m her ‘lil Ken

Bad ‘lil Barbie, I’m her ‘lil Ken
Pay {it for tens}, and we pull up in Benz
Yes we pull up in Benz
And I stay wit’ my friends

(woo, couldn’t breathe)
(You know I’ma pass it to lil Xay though)
Ay, ay
Take my shirt off ‘cuz I’m whippin’ that {Veyo}

Your girl want me ‘cuz I do it the best
I’m in love with the money, I’m chasing them checks
Please to not test love, breaking them necks
Names lil Xay (Xay)

Here to get paid (paid)
Go in the bank and I make a deposit
Eat on the feet, and you know I’m just sippin’
Keep it on me, call it my weapon

With the homie
You already know (thats me)
He gone flow hoe
Turn in the back and he hittin’ on the gas

{Put a} bad b#tch, slappin’ on the #ss
Slappin’ on the #ss
Hittin’ on the gas
(slappin’ on the #ss)

b#tch I rock polo, but I don’t cavalock
Goin’ Super Saiyan call me lil’ Kakarot
Runnin’ wit my slimes
Nose finna runny

Pullin’ mad girls, lookin’ real bummy
Pick her back up, just for a little
Yeah we transmittal (ay)
‘Cuz we transmittal

(damn, all that spittin’ got me ‘outta breath now)
See our face, better go bro
Don’t need slow mo, hit that b#tch off the coco
Rolls Royce, maybe a volvo

b#tch I am real coco
Makin’ a bargain it’s sold bro
Not really famous ‘till we get the photo
Powered up, make me feel like a turbo

Rap now {its late so}, I’m making the pesos
Hot like b#tches and hot like b#tches and jalapeños
On the verse, and the band on my cashap
Stacks of cash on the app on the bag that

Broke b#tch, sorry, can’t give no cash back
Bags of cash in my hat, yuh
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From the album:
Dark Days [Explicit]
Release Year: 2002