Clapper lyrics

[Chorus: Lil House Phone]
I just been tryin' to see if you can clap that sh*t
I know that sh*t is fat, but can you bounce that sh*t
And I take her to the back, bust it down real quick
And she pullin' on my pants tryin' grab that di*k
I just been tryin' to see if you can clap that sh*t
I know that sh*t is fat, but can you bounce that sh*t
And I take her to the back, bust it down real quick
And she pullin' on my pants tryin' grab that di*k

[Verse 1: Lil House Phone]
Ay b*tch I'm off the wall like a mof*ckin' plasma
BBQ face but I'm tryin' see that ass
b*tches really slow, like a mother f*ckin' dancer
All you n*ggas slow, tell these n*gggas they should catch up
Baby shakin' slow, baby shake it faster
First floor down, cause she know I got that asthma
Young pretty n*gga and I look just like your grandson
I f*cked a milf b*tch, now I got a step son
n*ggas say they move the world but all that sh*t is stepped on
n*gga hired shooters, so you better keep that vest on
Aim it at his head, so that n*gga need a Teflon
We gone drop a n*gga if I feel I'm being pressed on

[Refrain: Lil House Phone]
Walk around the club with the bank lowkey
But I don't want the pus*y, if it stank lowkey
I feel baby seal, I got the thang on me
I leave him laying flat like a plank lowkey
Walk around the club with the bank lowkey
But I don't want the pus*y, if it stank lowkey
I feel baby seal, I got the thang on me
I leave him laying flat like a plank lowkey
[Verse 2: BB Sun]
Make that ass clap like a throwaway
Make that ass clap like a throwaway
Pistol in the cut is a stowaway
Need a first [?] then I go away
Need a move around bro, yeah jog in place
Pistol on my waist, lookin' like I finna rob the bank
Me and Couchi stain hoe, [?] baby not today
f*ck out my face, I be doing it from the happy place
Its a real happy face yeah I'm here for it
Head on me just in case, n*gga think I'm clairvoyant
Toss some pills, pill weak got me paranaughty
Aim it, got the beam on it miss it like a hair appointment
Rare I don't care, clappin' like a snare
Baby girl wanna do me like a dare b*tch, I'm over here
Rubber tried to sayin' it like I'm square but he look scared
Pink ring glare, twin thing shout out to the parents
Young to the f*ck keep it right there
Thats that sh*t right there, that's that Ric Flair
[?]
How I ended up in her booty for like nine years

[Chorus: Lil House Phone]
I just been tryin' to see if you can clap that sh*t
I know that sh*t is fat, but can you bounce that sh*t
And I take her to the back, bust it down real quick
And she pullin' on my pants tryin' grab that di*k
I just been tryin' to see if you can clap that sh*t
I know that sh*t is fat, but can you bounce that sh*t
And I take her to the back, bust it down real quick
And she pullin' on my pants tryin' grab that di*k