Sean Paul

Make It Clap [Remix]


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We make it clap
We make it clap
(Huh) yeah, yeah, yeah
(Flipmode) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes)
Sean-a-paul (Sean Paul)
One more time (ha) kill 'em with a rhyme (huh)
Remix time (remix) ah dutty yeah, yo
Spliff Star (Spliff), Flipmode squad (ha)
Kill dem with a rhyme (come on), ah dutty yeah

Cah me seh jump up, clap unnuh hand and siddung
Get up again and wig out mek everybody flip out unnuh fi carry on
She get tired and wan chillout, all ah di gyal ah spread out
Mek your body keep clappin on

Flipmode ah roll wid all di hottest set ah gyal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deh 'ya mek di gyal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magicians
There fi mek dem switch, jump up, wave up dem hands

Flipmode ah roll wid all di hottest set ah gyal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deh 'ya mek di gyal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magicians
There fi mek dem switch, jump up, wave up dem hands
So push it up deh

Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner
Can't believe when we do it we smack it down how we wanna
Keepin' it comin', keepin' it goin' 'cause we ain't playin'
I'm talkin to all my people 'cause what I'm sayin' is

In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin' them birds
To all my shorties wigglin', they shakin' they curves

We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap

Poor snapper, look at shorty shakin' it and makin' it clap
Booty big pokin' out like twenties on the lap
When I give it to her shorty know how to throw it back
Booty bangin' to the beat some times we overlap, sing
Gyal peel out your blouse and your tight jeans
Let me lick you down, dip you with some icecream
Gyal holla holla my name when I slide in
Thunderstorm, rain, sleet, and lightning
Hold me tight, feel the Triniman grinding
And grinding and grinding
Gyal dip and bounce start whining
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, Zeen
(We got dough) You could tell by what we driving
(Lookin at the jewels) How it's different and blinding
And blinding and blinding
It's like that make it clap now (come on)

In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin' them birds
To all my shorties wigglin', they shakin' they curves

We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap

Flipmode ah roll wid all di hottest set ah gyal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deh 'ya mek di gyal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magicians
There fi mek dem switch, jump up, wave up dem hands

Flipmode ah roll wid all di hottest set ah gyal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deh 'ya mek di gyal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magicians
There fi mek dem switch, jump up, wave up dem hands

We make it clap deh, keep it ah clap gyal wiggle yuh body
Me wan fi see all ah di style weh you ah pop deh
Listen di lyrics ah weh di dutty all ah chat seh
Rotate yuh body deh non-stop like a battery
Dawn and Karyn all Angie and Patsy
Inna di videolight just like a big Sunday matinee
Stop fi gimme di light me blow di smoke like a factory
Mashin' up di dance and me flatten it, we make it clap

Women call me di Abominable Snowman
Put it down make 'em say it's such a phenomenal show man
Unbelievable how you be stackin' the dough man
Like we rollin' a thousand headcracks in a row man
The way we start the show and how we constantly flow man
Regular paper comin watch me properly blow man, come on
Keepin' it comin', keepin' it goin' 'cause we ain't playin'
I'm talkin' to all of my people because what I'm sayin' is, ah

In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard (come on)
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin' them birds
To all my shorties wigglin', they shakin' they curves

We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap

We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap
We make it clap


Writer/s: Rahiem Prince Thomas / Trevor Smith / W. Michael Lewis