Clap Hands Lyrics – Plumtish

Clap Hands Lyrics by Plumtish

Hook
Clap hands For them x3
They doing well x3
Verse 1

Clap hands For Them
Tyson is made
Used to think Iam them
I turn around She pickin bags

One munite next day she gone
Up and down
The game is dead
Just bill the debt

Settle the rest
In space
Plottin a wave
Stop making it rain

Forfeit your fame
Call me distressed
Think deep
Itz dab

Coffea an bread
Only me is served
Gaspin for air
Them Jordans in the shelves

Thats wen you know
You Therе
Chorus*
Verse 2

Homie itz bad
Call mе deppresed
I drive reverse
Must peak at first

Iam all win for them
Low key for Fam
No rest
No jam

Stories dont like
A trophy she that
Whole wheat
Thats why he fit

Iam not
Been doing this
For a long time
Seen everything

Nothing scaring
Dont carry me
I buried that fox
Siquelin some faults

Separately on
And Iam on
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Plumtish Lyrics – Clap Hands

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