Wu-tang Clan - Thank U lyrics

* this is actually a remix of "HandClap" which is a bonus track on "The W" [Intro: Raekwon (Angela Neal)] We gon' what? *beat kicks in* Cl-ap, cl-ap n***a And snap uh, that's a part of the game That's the part of the game n***a that you never understood And a problem to f**in' stand you You know who's around this n***a Best to respect, I see who you are [Hook: Angela Neal] I wanna thank, I wanna thank you Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ Raekwon and Ghostface, U-God and Method Man On a Mathematics beat, Mathematics drop the beat [Ghostface k**ah w/ Angela Neal ad-libs] Porceline floors with a dog named Ginger Bottle cap n***as that rhyme, we the winners Then slide thru your hood in hoods Me, Cliff, Patrick, Gary Grice and my man C. Woods Holdin up gorilla, two n***as got a hold that sh** One shot and ya mans on it The little kids watch 'em down the block Jury box, murder hop, six stash botch, fit hit the ran spots Spit at the statue with cash and throw dough at it f** b**hes raw, why? cuz I'm a pro at it Big birds danglin, cameras snatch, flash and pop from every angle and 2000 Mark Damian [Chorus: Ghostface k**ah (U-God) w/ Angela Neal ad-libs] Listen to the (clap) Real n***as (clap) Rich n***as (clap) My b**hes (clap) If you love p**y then y'all n***as (clap) If you love to get ate, then y'all ladies (clap) If you real f**ed up, then ya'll n***as (clap) If you bare witness to Allah y'all (clap) Aiyo you see me on the big screen y'all n***as clap (Jeans with a gangster lean, y'all clap) Brim hats, sloppy automatics that clap (Big sh**, thunder) Get around that [Hook: Angela Neal] I wanna thank, I wanna Thank U, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ Wu-Tang and Ghostface, Wu-Tang and Method Man On a Mathematics beat My hands are clappin my body's movin My body's movin from side to side The beat is so funky, funky Wu-Tang and Tony Starks, Johnny Blaze Mathematics on it, so rock it all night long [Method Man w/ Angela Neal ad-libs] Clap ya hands now, people clap ya hands I drink till I'm drunk, smoke skunk with my stinkin a**, smell the funk Eekin out the pours, cum stain, sh**ty drawers Pissin down ya elevators shaft, no cla**, writin graf' on ya walls It be us, f** ya law, n***as my cause is "because" No yin to my yang, it's a black thing Used to be in chains, now we snatch chains Took the crack game applied it to the rap game, y'all Pop quiz, now, what artist hits the hardest? Ya down with the syndrome: retarted I think it was them swordsmen, place them chess pieces on the boards and Take it to square, this ain't no Yacub affair Or a New World Disorder, got us, f**in the coal miner daughter That y'all, but not us [Chorus] [Hook: Angela Neal] I wanna thank, I wanna Thank U, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ Wu-Tang and Ghostface, Wu-Tang and Method Man On a Mathematics beat My hands are clappin my body's movin My body's movin from side to side The beat is so funky, funky Wu-Tang and Tony Starks, Johnny Blaze Mathematics on it, so rock it all night long [Angela Neal (Method Man)] Rock it all night long Check out Ghostface, check out Method Man Mathematics beat, Mathematics beat Check out Angie, that's me, on the vocals All night, all night long HandClap (clap ya hands now) come on come on HandClap (clap ya hands now) come on come on (Clap, clap, clap ya hands now)