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clappers (remix) - trinidad cartel lyrics

[intro: yung f.o.x]
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: yung f.o.x]
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: trinidad cartel]
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, usеd to ride solo
maybe, my visions hazy, shaking, vaguely rеmembering 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: yung f.o.x]
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: yung f.o.x]
i got a big fat ass that i sit on and eat all night
your mans face and he eat
it up all night long b*tch
he plays with my purr
like a guitar b*tch
he l!ck it all with his fingers b*tch
you know i got the fattest box in the game

[hook: yung f.o.x]
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: rich vybz]
gotta make that cash
kicked out on my own ass
and ill bus a cap in your ass
i’ll hit you hooky like you skipping class
f*ck being an architect and kissing ass
lord lord forgive us, personality clash
fell asleep in first class
f*cked you up, straight in the ass!
just put your hand on the glass
before i kick your ass
and when it come to the cas
i splash your dirty ass
nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash
eat the sh*t i funnel from my ass
i’m just taking names, then i’m kickin’ ass//
your life is a product of trash
[hook: yung f.o.x]
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: rich $tunna]
she wanted to fight at first
let that ass perk, go berserk
how they stand there, cuffed up, patient
haha that hoe got ya ass whipped
now you gotta make it easy for me don’t run
cause mr.clean’ll bust that
ass and leave that juicy open
chill ass song, bring all that heat
redan road, that’s my street
come to my concerts ill shake my ass and thats a fact
i’m from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast
cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants
believed that blacks could unite
with the whites together and shake hands
i promise i’mma call you back
once i see an ass like that
lord lord forgive us, personality clash
take that cutlass an shove it up yo ass
[hook: yung f.o.x]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b*tt
oh yeah!!!

[pre*verse: ripsi winelover]
make it bounce, bounce, bounce (ok ok)
make it bounce, bounce, bounce (ok ok)
twerk it in his face twerk it in his face
i twerk it in his face i*i*i*i twerk it in his face

[verse 5: 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: yung f.o.x]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b*tt
oh yeah!!!

[post*hook: ripsi winelover]
this ass goes berserk in his face b*tch
he play with my tits b*tch
i make it clap in his f*ckin’ face
and he eat this ass all up like her was starving

[hook: yung f.o.x]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b*tt
oh yeah!!!

[bridge: ripsi winelover]
make it bounce, bounce, bounce (ok ok)
make it bounce, bounce, bounce (ok ok)
twerk it in his face twerk it in his face
i twerk it in his face i*i*i*i twerk it in his face

[verse 6: yung f.o.x]
but imma make it far
i don’t care where ya are
you don’t mean that, you b*tch
is what you make it, shake it
g*unit would make of it!
now you got me hopped up on that
you don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap
now those c*nts in prison gave me the f*cking clap
so f*ck the nonsense audience just clap it
told you camp lo was my favorite
man that’s my worst fear

[hook: yung f.o.x]
clappers to the front, front, front, front
clappers to the front, front, front, front
shawty got a big ol’ b*tt
oh yeah!!!

[outro: ripsi winelover]
make it bounce, bounce, bounce (ok ok)
make it bounce, bounce, bounce (ok ok)
twerk it in his face twerk it in his face
i twerk it in his face i*i*i*i twerk it in his face

- trinidad cartel lyrics

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