Naughty By Nature — Clap Yo Hands

[Intro] Coming out the alleyways of Illtown Producer extraordinaire Kaygee Followed by the backbone, VinRock And the last to fall onto this planet! Me [Verse 1: Treach] Fallin' through the Earth with a burst first for ya! Clappin' ya hands, now we must say errah! For sure, but I am still thirsty, oh mercy! It's worse, see, come first, see, oh, curse me! It's Jersey! Slappin' through the skins, now a trends backin' in Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac 10's No lights, skip the cameras, we haul, actionin' It's Naughty plannin' an orgy, already back again Kay's trackin' this, so clicks clap to this as we rap to this Hoochies pop they coochies then slap their hips Even when in Texas with no gear, troopin' That's when I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin' Breakdown, feel the party Put your hands together everybody All the ladies in the house, I call the honies first 'Cause it's pure and ya sure ta get your money's worth So just... [Hook x2] Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all, Say It's Alright Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On, Say It's Alright To all my people on the left (Clap To This) To all my people on the right (Clap To This) To all my people up top (Clap To This) And in the front, don't stop (Clap To This) [Verse 2: Vin Rock] And to those other MC's: Naughty By Nature fall? Nigga, please! We just took the time to form three companies Now the whole industry awaits the new recital I'll take your favorite idol, I'll crumple up their title in their face 'Cause I'm fed up with that same ol' crap Lack of developin' your crew, that's why your stage show's wack! So let the sleepin' and assumin' and the B.S. stop Because, Naughty is to live and die for hip-hop And I'm VinRock! I'm holdin' down the fort around my block I reign in this game, jackin' other people's props Many crews only stress me Petty fools try to test me Very few impress me, bless me I sneeze upon the wack No one but us could do it like that To me, the rest's considered scrap Fact: Naughty niggas will never be defeated Come and try, word to God, word to life, I put that on the double I [Hook] Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all, Say It's Alright Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On, Say It's Alright [Verse 3: Treach] Accordin' to the calculation from the slums, it's hittin'! Hey! Kay makes tracks all funky like raw chitlins Styles are splittin', think I'm kiddin'? Well, nigga, listen Clap long and steady 'til your palm's sore or sweaty Start cuttin' more than petty confetti Right after I said bye-bye to Ali Ba Ba, the punany papa's machete Hope ya ready, but if you're not, guard ya knot Grill, nose opposed to blows, that's all the same spot Still chill, I rock real and raw like a brawl's a small fight Shorty takin' tall mics, so practice sayin' alright (Aight!!) The party tight, pass the ball All in the back, head towards the front 'cause the wall won't fall I might make moves in motion, start a crammed commotion Make kitties and titties in the city flow like lotion Remember, freestyles were freebies Systems still sound like CB's, l eat tracks, leave 'em wheatie I'm greedy, can't see me wit' bi-foc's I fry them fly folks with high hopes Watch my smoke, now I choke Sly stroke get by? Nope Now negro, you were dead-ass wrong Head too strong, now here's your zero We can get deep like way down Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk ships and missin' mobsters Hip-hoppers know hard, guess who's back again That Naughty click clan to make you clap your hands! [Hook x2] Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On Y'all, Say It's Alright Clap Your Hands This Evening, Come On, Say It's Alright To all my people on the left (Clap To This) To all my people on the right (Clap To This) To all my people up top (Clap To This) And in the front, don't stop (Clap To This)