Round of Applause
hey!
no ooh. no ooh ahh yeah
hey!
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
2k
i love the way you work it in them heels
and i love the way you keep the sh-t real
cause i was never looking for no barbie b-tch
no beatin' round the bush just honest sh-t
black tims with the rose gold watch
baby, only you can pull it off
and i can't wait till we get home. no stallin, imma pull it off
god put you in my life for a purpose
and we might fuss and fight but it's worth it
you know i got love for my baby
love the way you throw it back like the 80s
i know you tired of me calling you crazy
but girl i'm crazy bout' you
where would i be without you
girl i'm always thinking bout' you
you got me like baby, i love you
you the only one that hold it down
you the only one that understand
you the only one that's been around girl
we need a round of applause baby
so clap it up for daddy
up for me and you
don't n0body do it like you
can't n0body move how you move
don't need a mistress for the thrill cause i'm thrilled about you
hey, let's get a round of applause, baby
so clap it up for daddy
up for me and you
took you from your n-gga
he a lame -ss, lame -ss
he act like a baby just like wayne's dad
exchange that
for a real n-gga. baby i'm the one, one for you
when you don't know what to do
i'm the one you runnin' to
girl you got my heart
and you had it since the start
your friends wanna speak they mind...
tell them mind they own in and not ours
girl they just mad cause i love ya to death
and i spoil ya like you expired
but we can never expire
tell them hatin' hoes to retire
roll out!
you blowin' up my phone (blowin' up my phone)
won't leave me alone (won't leave me alone)
she get on my nerves
where would i be without her?
y'all don't understand (y'all don't understand)
only she can (only she can)
won't take her for granted
wanna be her man
hey!
clap it up for daddy, up for daddy, up for daddy
she don't use no hands, she don't use no hands
she know i'm the man. yeah yo man's the man
girl, pop it for them bands. pop it for them bands
girl pop it for them bands. pop it for them bands
this a private show girl 'm geeking
put it on me i feel like a weakling
girl lay back;
let me hit that
one time (one time, one time, one time)
clap it up. clap it up
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
give me a round of applause. clap it up
give me a round of applause. clap it up
no ooh. no ooh ahh yeah
hey!
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
2k
i love the way you work it in them heels
and i love the way you keep the sh-t real
cause i was never looking for no barbie b-tch
no beatin' round the bush just honest sh-t
black tims with the rose gold watch
baby, only you can pull it off
and i can't wait till we get home. no stallin, imma pull it off
god put you in my life for a purpose
and we might fuss and fight but it's worth it
you know i got love for my baby
love the way you throw it back like the 80s
i know you tired of me calling you crazy
but girl i'm crazy bout' you
where would i be without you
girl i'm always thinking bout' you
you got me like baby, i love you
you the only one that hold it down
you the only one that understand
you the only one that's been around girl
we need a round of applause baby
so clap it up for daddy
up for me and you
don't n0body do it like you
can't n0body move how you move
don't need a mistress for the thrill cause i'm thrilled about you
hey, let's get a round of applause, baby
so clap it up for daddy
up for me and you
took you from your n-gga
he a lame -ss, lame -ss
he act like a baby just like wayne's dad
exchange that
for a real n-gga. baby i'm the one, one for you
when you don't know what to do
i'm the one you runnin' to
girl you got my heart
and you had it since the start
your friends wanna speak they mind...
tell them mind they own in and not ours
girl they just mad cause i love ya to death
and i spoil ya like you expired
but we can never expire
tell them hatin' hoes to retire
roll out!
you blowin' up my phone (blowin' up my phone)
won't leave me alone (won't leave me alone)
she get on my nerves
where would i be without her?
y'all don't understand (y'all don't understand)
only she can (only she can)
won't take her for granted
wanna be her man
hey!
clap it up for daddy, up for daddy, up for daddy
she don't use no hands, she don't use no hands
she know i'm the man. yeah yo man's the man
girl, pop it for them bands. pop it for them bands
girl pop it for them bands. pop it for them bands
this a private show girl 'm geeking
put it on me i feel like a weakling
girl lay back;
let me hit that
one time (one time, one time, one time)
clap it up. clap it up
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
give me a round of applause. clap it up
give me a round of applause. clap it up
Credits
Writer(s): Quoran Williams
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