Clap your hands for the man
Yeah, clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap it up 'cause I'm staying so original
Clap it up 'cause I'm never doing minimum
Clap it up 'cause I always do additional
I drop some bangers then traditional I'm unpredictable
I'm on the tip of the ice berg, yet fire
Like they on the tip of my tongue, I find words
To say what I'm feeling and sometimes it might hurt
I learned from experience don't be a liar
Sometimes they will fall for it like way in the beginning
But that don't mean at the end of the day you are winning
Half of this rap game really are some children
They lying to the one's that's making them all for a million
Offered a million, then they go buy McLarens
How you that selfish, how you that carless
I would invest and buy something for my parents
Even when I'm rich, I'm still shopping in clearance
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
I don't ride the wave, I control the tide
It's something that I say and I live by
Matter fact, I put that on a shirt
Shout out to everybody who is scooping up the merch
Big round of applause for y'all, I tip my hat I give my all
You give it back and that's a fact, homie there ain't no refuting that
I'm stupid trash and losing bad
At least that's what the haters say, most of y'all in my grade
Shout out the underclassmen I see in the hallways
Repping Pres 'cause they know he is the next wave
Upperclassmen too cool, think they gon' get slayed
For liking me, where is your individuality
Round of applause to the kids way back that see
They don't need these fools to make their dreams reality
And for those of y'all supporting me, I'm happy as could be
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
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Clap your hands for the man
Yeah, clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap it up 'cause I'm staying so original
Clap it up 'cause I'm never doing minimum
Clap it up 'cause I always do additional
I drop some bangers then traditional I'm unpredictable
I'm on the tip of the ice berg, yet fire
Like they on the tip of my tongue, I find words
To say what I'm feeling and sometimes it might hurt
I learned from experience don't be a liar
Sometimes they will fall for it like way in the beginning
But that don't mean at the end of the day you are winning
Half of this rap game really are some children
They lying to the one's that's making them all for a million
Offered a million, then they go buy McLarens
How you that selfish, how you that carless
I would invest and buy something for my parents
Even when I'm rich, I'm still shopping in clearance
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
I don't ride the wave, I control the tide
It's something that I say and I live by
Matter fact, I put that on a shirt
Shout out to everybody who is scooping up the merch
Big round of applause for y'all, I tip my hat I give my all
You give it back and that's a fact, homie there ain't no refuting that
I'm stupid trash and losing bad
At least that's what the haters say, most of y'all in my grade
Shout out the underclassmen I see in the hallways
Repping Pres 'cause they know he is the next wave
Upperclassmen too cool, think they gon' get slayed
For liking me, where is your individuality
Round of applause to the kids way back that see
They don't need these fools to make their dreams reality
And for those of y'all supporting me, I'm happy as could be
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Yeah, clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap it up 'cause I'm staying so original
Clap it up 'cause I'm never doing minimum
Clap it up 'cause I always do additional
I drop some bangers then traditional I'm unpredictable
I'm on the tip of the ice berg, yet fire
Like they on the tip of my tongue, I find words
To say what I'm feeling and sometimes it might hurt
I learned from experience don't be a liar
Sometimes they will fall for it like way in the beginning
But that don't mean at the end of the day you are winning
Half of this rap game really are some children
They lying to the one's that's making them all for a million
Offered a million, then they go buy McLarens
How you that selfish, how you that carless
I would invest and buy something for my parents
Even when I'm rich, I'm still shopping in clearance
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
I don't ride the wave, I control the tide
It's something that I say and I live by
Matter fact, I put that on a shirt
Shout out to everybody who is scooping up the merch
Big round of applause for y'all, I tip my hat I give my all
You give it back and that's a fact, homie there ain't no refuting that
I'm stupid trash and losing bad
At least that's what the haters say, most of y'all in my grade
Shout out the underclassmen I see in the hallways
Repping Pres 'cause they know he is the next wave
Upperclassmen too cool, think they gon' get slayed
For liking me, where is your individuality
Round of applause to the kids way back that see
They don't need these fools to make their dreams reality
And for those of y'all supporting me, I'm happy as could be
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Clap your hands for the man
Ain't nobody tell me what I ain't, what I am
Clap your hands for the man
Clap your, clap your hands for the man
Writer: Tegan Washington
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid