Too Phat Clap to This Lyrics

Plan B Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Boogie Down
  • 2 Anak Ayam (Freak to the Beat)
  • 3 EMCEE (INTERLUDE)
  • 4 Just a Friend
  • 5 Wanna Battle?
  • 6 DEEJAY (INTERLUDE)
  • 7 Camelia (skit)
  • 8 What You Want?
  • 9 It's on You
  • 10 Who Wants to Be an Illionaire? (skit)
  • 11 Illion
  • 12 Pinklady
  • 13 B-BOY (INTERLUDE)
  • 14 Get Stoopid
  • 15 GRAFFITI (INTERLUDE)
  • 16 You
  • 17 Clap to This
  • 18 Last Song
  • ( Chorus - Lil' Marissa )

    Hey everybody stomp your feet and move your body
    Just feel the beat inside you when you clap along

    (Malique)

    Allow me to complain now, a llotta thangs done changed now
    Livin' the fast lane, I'm tourin' in planes now
    And all the spots at cities that we go, we glow
    Snaps and autographs after each show
    We blowin' them heads until they brain seen
    We off the hook this year but yo we came clean
    My main dream ain't a dream to make it mainstream
    To steady gain cream and make ya dame scream
    Aight then, then maybe I should quit writin'
    Too many starin' eyeballs have got a kid frightened
    But why in the world, should I even pay attention
    To lil' suckers who ain't even worth a mention ?
    So Imma keep my head up, Imma stand strong
    And stay creative in providing my fans songs
    You dance on, while I rap to this
    Let's celebrate the platinum plaque and clap to this, c'mon!

    ( Chorus )

    (Joe)

    Ever since I was a kid I just wanted to sing
    Pursued my dreams and kept doing my thang
    Is we rap stars now? Yo I don't know
    Am I having a ball now ? You best believe so
    Always wanted to be able to kick it at live shows
    Rip mics in studios and meet some hot Ooooâ?¦..oh oh oh oh
    Now we got platinum plaque, we got gold award and hits back to back
    Never thought that rap could put us on the map
    People rush and get our CDs off the rack
    This 'ish be off the hook now imma telling you done
    All a playa like me wanna do is have some fun
    And make you bounce to this and make you clap to this
    Wave your hands hard till you snap your wrist
    Now what this really is ?
    Now what we all about ?
    Too Phat Baby make you scream and shout, c'mon !

    ( Chorus )

    ( Malique )

    I understand, that fame has a price now
    It's goin' too high it's gotta get sliced down
    A lotta people say I'm no longer nice now
    Ain't nuttin' changed though I'm still eatin' rice , clown

    ( Joe )

    Yeah man, now you know what I feel yo
    People front and brown nose just to get near ya
    And people think since we got a string of hits
    We've gone soft I ain't slowed down one bit

    ( Malique )

    Flip the script in spilt secs, punk *** it's hard now
    Down wit' spittin' ish that'll rip me off the charts now
    A schizo kid who switch fast like a shinkansen
    Bust' on you punk *** marks for talking nonsense
    Rush in your crib fast style is so hardcore
    Snatch your ma's bra then upper cut your pa's jaw
    I sit you down to get familiar with this style
    And once I see smiles I gotta bust you' wit a pisstyleâ?¦

    ( Joe )

    Alotta cats wanna spit but can't even recite poems
    They lost star trekkin' back in time through twilight zone
    Want a piece of me I pull your hair back like combs
    Be hiting your chest plates and shattering your dome
    Your words ain't wise you trying too hard to be an intellect
    Your side ain't sick you ### punks are hypochondriacs
    Claimin' undreground MCs, You be dumb found Mcs
    And flee when you zunk wit my steez

    ( Chorus )





    Written by: Cairel Adrin Bin Ibrahim, Chee Keong Choy, Johan Bin Ishak
    Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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