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Soul clap


Styles Lyrics

 

Soul clap Lyrics

Soul clap by Styles


[Verse 1]
I'ma drink til I drop on my ass, this is Holiday
I'ma go and celebrate and hop on the ass
That's one more chance, Dick Frank White aint dead
Think you the sh*t, leave me your chick, the light aint red
matter fact just wanna leave cuz the fights is on
I'ma still be here when the lights is on
Got a fat ass in front of me, Dutch in my mouth
wit a Corona in my left hand
you try to front I'll coma your best man
I keep a trick on my sleeve, more like a two fifth on my sleeve
then I switch it to the trey-duce
in my back pocket, so me and love can stay loose
It's like thugs aint partyin, I smoke 20 dimes
I seen 20 dimes I love they body and
P tryin to score for the night
and to tell you the truth, my sh*t blown if we war for the night

[HOOK] - 2X
We gon' drink til we drunk, dance til we drop
and aint nobody leavin til the music stop
Can I get a Soul Clap [gun clicks]
Can I get a Soul Clap [gun clicks]

[Verse 2]
Ayo sh*t is still gravy though
I keep a open case, the block hot I need a song for the radio
P at the club, niggas scared to let they lady go
Foot Locker 4 for 20's
Coulda had her some jeans, Nike Airs, I keep all my money
Still slide out the club wit a gorgeous honey
I don't care if it's a hole in the wall, I feel comfortable
Violate P, that's a hole in your jaw
All I want is cranberry and Courvoisier
I'm trying to talk to a dime
Motherf**ker, but I still take my time
c**ks**ker, to rob y'all niggas for y'all Cardiers
I got a flow that you hardly hear
and a gun wit a silencer, why cuz they hardly hear
I got honies flockin around, smoke in the air
wit a cool ass bomb like Bob Marley there

[HOOK] - 2X

[Verse 3]
I'm the gentleman to hold the door
I'm the gangsta that's lettin off the three while loadin the four
rather get a Soul Clap than clap your soul
honey askin how many blunts I have to roll
I'ma smoke til I'm high, drink til I'm drunk
I'm on my tour, sh*t and I aint get a wink in a month
My favorite color is green
but I'm stacked for the moment so I'ma pick pink for the month
If you could take a hint, then after this party
if you want, hop in the Viper limo with the tints
Got the fifty Cal, so hold that
Tell 'em roll back
I show niggas the real meaning of Soul Clap

[HOOK] - 4X



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