Infant Sorrow - The Clap lyrics

We got the clap You got the clap We cook the rocks You took the smack Ah yeah. We got the clap You got the clap We took the yellow ones You took the black Ah huh. We got the itch You got the scratch It burns, burns, burns Like the head of a match You take the front I'll take the back Ah yeah We got the clap We got it. We got the clap You got the clap Wipe my face on the welcome mat Ah huh. We got the junk You got the junk Shake, shake, shake Taste the spunk Ah huh I said the spunk. We got the clap Can't be beat Got it off the back of a toilet seat Shake your hips Mind your feet Ah yeah We got the clap We got the clap We got it. We got the itch You got the scratch It burns, burns, burns Like the head of a match You took the front We took the back Ah yeah Catch my drift Catch and shoot Caught it off a buck-tooth prostitute You took the front I took the back We got the clap. I got the clap You got the clap Ah yeah We got the clap You got the clap We got the clap.