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letra de clappers (remix) - ripsi winelover

[intro:]
don’t mind me baby, heh
we takin over summer
young gettin it, haha
let’s take it home, champ
shawty got a big ole b-tt, oh yeeeeeeah
shawty got a big ole b-tt, oh yeeeeeeah
wooooooo, uh

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!

[verse 1: ripsi winelover]
now b-tch i know i got a big fat ass
and your man is gonna eat it like cake
and i make it bounce in his face b-tch
i put whipped cream on it and he eat
it off my asscrack now thats a cake
i pour lean on my b00bs and his sip it
i make it clap in his face and he enjoyed
it and everyone loves my ass it’s smooth
and thick who wouldn’t want this ass c-nt
now when i shake this ass i make him go
berserk b-tch like a kid in the candy store
(kyuh)
[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!

[verse 2: wale]
ay wale! wooooooo
bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, i put the city on
bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, then i put my n-ggas on
bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, i ain’t gotta say too much
it’s fan partic-p-tion keeping rainy in the stadium
ooooh, rap fool, see that from a block away
i ain’t pessimistic but i dropped a couple not today
bet she call you not today
i told ’em all my lot is out
i know the dame like skylar team
i wonder if she shot up
i just know her favorite song is “started from the bottom”
and i ain’t hating mama, fact i wanna take your number
said you save yo bread from magic something happened then went voila

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!
[verse 3: juicy j]
shawty come shake that ass for me
let a trippy n-gga see what you working with
can you clap that ass, do a handstand, girl
make your booty wiggle, do a perfect split
she got the fattest ass, she got the perfect tits
i wanna get some head, come on work your lips
i’m high in the clouds i’m not coming down
i’m so turned up i can’t find the ground (sippy)
sippin’ syrup by the gallon, smokin’ kush by the pound
make it flood with the ones, broke b-tch might drown
juicy got chips like frito-lay
and i’m f-cking these chicks out of d.o.a
i’m so dopeboy fresh that you think that i’m selling blow
take your chick to vip and get her pregnant in her throat
shawty bust it open for me, i might throw this cash
shawty throw that ass like a hail mary pass
i’m f-cking me a new chick every night
make that ass clap, i don’t care about that cellulite

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!
[verse 4: wale]
clappers to the front, got a backwood full of skunk
got a white boy with the funnel gentrifying, that’s whats up!
look, clappers to the front, all you n-ggas got the sk-mps
now she finna bust it loose, screaming rest in peace to chuck
it’s that dmv, we up at kod
and i can cc you these cc’s
but don’t be oc

[verse 5: nicki minaj]
shout out to that cellulite
got a real bad b-tch that will sell you white
got another bad b-tch that will s-x you right
got a couple hoodrats on section 8
make a n-gga cum, don’t procrastinate
ass on 5-0 come crack the case
got ass for days, come activate
this ass on fire, evacuate
throw that ass in the air, evaporate
where your money? let a b-tch evaluate
if you ’bout big money, elaborate
i’mma shake this ass ‘till i graduate, n-gga

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!

[verse 6: rick ross]
real n-ggas gon’ clap, i’m still holdin’ on my strap
real hoes act right and all these fake hoes get left
all i want is that check, smell this bel air on my breath
rich forever my set, that mean i can’t sleep with no debt
wale my n-gga, workin’ tight on all that we rep
walkin’ round my new estate like i’m the king of zaire
mastermind right here, i got 30 rounds right here
know i burn it down right here, n-gga we certified ’round here
kilo 35 ’round here, we gon’ tear him down right here
half a mil’ in one night, i’m the king of the diamonds right here

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!

[verse 7: wale]
i said clap, clap, clap it to the front, girl is yo back stolen?
clap, clap, i think i’m ’bout to front you on a bag or somethin’
clap, clap, clap, matter fact, most times i be the cause of that
show me where yo baddest b-tch, i’ll show where you lost her at
2 rolex like 40 stacks, may just go and floss it back
i just left some rendezvous, my broad said she could take off a month
i be with cb, virginia, that’s tappahannock
i be with cb’s, shout out to chase and zackie
there go jazzy spinners, supper clubbin’ 87
animals be cross-breedin’, don’t you see my mink is draggin’?
i got it bros and i think y’all need some grownup values
i’m thinkin’ my jewel investors, you thinkin’ them jordan gammas

[verse 8: fat trel]
look, i like a real fat bubble back
gucci bag, louis trap
king of diamonds, doa
an onyx thot, i’m throwin’ knots
show me tits, i’ll show you stacks
throw it back, i’ll throw you racks
geechi, bring corona back
gold rolex, that 40 stacks
bring one back to dc ’03
east street where the border at
my new b-tch had to bring a new b-tch
cause f-ck a one b-tch, i’m bored of that
bel air rose, ciroc no chase
little bit of oj order that
clappers where my tour was at
i think we need some more of that
made her twerk or place a work
couldn’t you wait? yall here to f-ck
tiv, i did it first
d-ck ’em d, make em hurt
shawty got a big ol b-tt, that’s what’s up
i wanna touch but for how much? i got enough
let’s get it!

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!

[verse 9: young thug]
big b-tt b-tch
you wanna drop it, shake yo big b-tt b-tch
back it up, back it up, back it up, hold up, is that for me?
booty big, i tell stevie wonder, “would you like to see?”
do what y’all doin for me, do it
do what y’all doin for me, do it
do what y’all doin for me, do it
this hard earned cash gon be yours only if you do it
now clap it clap it clap it clap it let’s grab it
wale want you to do it
thugger want you to do it
hit boy want you to do it
fat trel want you to do it
ricky want you to do it
i see you want to do it
meechy want you to do it
all the skrippas please do it

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!

[verse 10: ripsi winelover]
now all of you know i got a big fat ass
and i twerk on men at the f-ckin’ club
and they love it and i pour vodka down
my b00bs and the l!ck it off
and they do everything i say b-tch
i will suck you d-ck for some cash b-tch
he gives me fendi for sucking the d-ck
and you better l!ck me from my ass to
my cl-t b-tch and l!ck it very good that you
make me cum b-tch thats how you
turn me on b-tch yeaaaah
chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo
maybe, my visions hazy, shaking, vaguely remembering my flow
i’m going off like a soda after shaking real hard
i’m feeling like i never want to be apart
i’m a beast when my sh-t hits the streets these hoes cease
i’m scatter brained and frazzled deep, shaking like a leaf
and i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
on the inside i’m shaking, epileptic brain and my hearts racing
i stay with grandma, she always b-tching about her carpet
im making hits about this and in clubs hoes be shaking it
in the bathroom with a blade, wrists shaking/
forever faded, i know lucifer waiting
and the fragrance of my blunt will have most of you chumps shaking
haha i murdered this sh-t, know what i’m saying

[hook: wale]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b-tt
oh yeah!!!

[outro]
uh, bounce, bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce
yeah, yeah, uh, bounce bounce, look, look
sayin rest in peace to chuck, uh, yeah
sayin rest in peace to chuck, yeah uh-huh
sayin rest in peace to chuck, yeah, yeah
and in that city i’m the one, let’s go, scotty
e. sreet, d. sreet, rosedale, sursum corda, paradise, carver terrace, 1-5, parkland, garfield, palmer park, 2-5, kentland, benning park, simple city

- ripsi winelover

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