Lex Luger - Round Of Applause lyrics

[Hook] Round of applause, baby make that a** clap Drop it to the floor, make that a** clap Let me see you, bust it, bust it Baby drop it to the floor and bust it, bust it (Drop it down and just) [Verse 1] Bounce that a**, shake that a** like the Twerk Team Hair long, a** fat, shawty mean That girl look like Halle Berry when I'm on them beans When I hit the scene girls yelling and they scream "Flocka can you be my baby daddy?" Yes! Pimping like I'm Dolemite, hoes jump in my Caddy Smoke like I got cataract in the strip club throwing up them stacks Got racks on top of racks, bust that p**y make that a** clap, clap, clap I ain't done with you, baby bring that a** back Still got 20's, still got 50's, even got them hundreds Throw some money, throw some money I'mma let it go Waka Flocka Flame, better known as Mr. Let It Go [Hook] Round of applause, baby make that a** clap Drop it to the floor, make that a** clap Let me see you, bust it, bust it Baby drop it to the floor and bust it, bust it (Drop it down and just) [Verse 2: Drake] Bust it like you can't afford a car You a star, you look in the mirror, you know who you are, right? Cool, take it low, take it way lower than that I fly private when I go, ain't no layover on that Yeah I made it to the top, took a seat, still sitting man I'm up in Stadium in D.C. still tipping man She coulda paid tuition five times, still stripping I just throw a couple bills, and she'll have a pair of heels Oh no, there I go, magic tricking on your a** Throwing every president except for Nixon on your a** Make you rich, I feel like I should make commission on your a** Wonder what you would ever do if I went missing on your a** [Hook] Round of applause, baby make that a** clap Drop it to the floor, make that a** clap Let me see you, bust it, bust it Baby drop it to the floor and bust it, bust it (Drop it down and just) [Verse 3] Throwin' them stacks, OMG, SMH when I'm on that stage Pourin' Rose all on her a**, a round of appeal baby pop that p**y Drop it down for me girl do a split, do you smoke girl? Gotta zip White Rémy Martin, who wanna sip? 45 on my hip But I gain one deep and every word I say is slurrin' Vision, man is blurrin', drunk too much liquor Smoke too much weed, b**h I'm on too much E I'm so high, y'all will miss me In love with strip clubs, shorty I'm a big tipper Two hundred then I pull down my zipper, ughh Shawty say she want me and she wanna meet my crew, Squad n***as know we go hard, Squad [Alt. Verse 3] Bounce that a**, shake that a** like the Twerk Team Bust it, bust it, like the Twerk Team Bust it, bust it, like the twerk team Bricksquad monopoly, shorty that's my home team All the smokers they gangsta green, can't do no G talk I need a cla**y girl in the bed, she ain't gotta be a freak ho Bust it, bust it, lay down on that floor girl Bust it, bust it, give me some more head girl [Hook] Round of applause baby make that a** clap Drop it to the floor make that a** clap Round of applause baby make that a** clap Drop it to the floor make that a** clap Let me see you Bust it Bust it Bust it Bust it Bust it Bust it Baby drop it to the floor And Bust it Bust it Bust it Bust it Bust it Bust it