Текст песни
How she rides, make me rise, it's inside of my soul
Hypnotized by them thighs and them eyes, how they roll
Girl, them hips never lie, that Shakira on your phone
Neighbors hearing all the moans as you clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Baby, clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Clap it to the song (oh, oh, oh)
Clap it to the song
Baby, clap it to the song (yeah)
Clap it to the song (she said)
You wanna smoke?
I told her, "Yeah"
She roll in bed, then she fold in bed
Just like a folding chair
But girl, sit right here
Do the splits right there
Yeah, do it just like that
I'm so, I'm so proud of you
You pass it to me like an alley-oop
Then I throw it down like Bron do
Behind the back 'til it's round two
Round three, she on me
Call me daddy, baby, please
Give me brain, university
Give me brain like CTE
Now beat it up
Don't hold me back
Just throw it back like we playing catch
Good brain, girl, pay attention
Then let me stab it like a bayonet
Baby, clap it like it pay your rent
Baby, clap it like Bada Bing
Swear I hit it like the lottery
Just bought a ring
Girl got me singin'
How she rides, make me rise, it's inside of my soul
Hypnotized by them thighs and them eyes, how they roll
Girl, them hips never lie, that Shakira on your phone
Neighbors hearing all the moans as you clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Baby, clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Clap it to the song (oh, oh, oh)
Clap it to the song
Baby, clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
And I love how you move
And I love how you groove
And I love everything, girl, it's the little things you do
And I love how you vibe
And I love how you ride
And I love when I'm in it, how you tell me that you're mine, yeah
Girl, you're right on time
The way that thing get to movin' like bratata
You're looking bad in the mirror like gratata
Mama say mama sa mama coosa
I mean, I don't know what I'm saying
Girl, you know that I ain't playing
I be in another zone
When you clap it to the song, yeah
And I love the way that you rock your body, girl
Don't you give it up to just anybody, girl
Like Beyoncé, girl, you can rule the world
The world, the world, the world, the world, yeah
How she rides, make me rise, it's inside of my soul
Hypnotized by them thighs and them eyes, how they roll
Girl, them hips never lie, that Shakira on your phone
Neighbors hearing all the moans as you clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Baby, clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
Clap it to the song (oh, oh, oh)
Clap it to the song
Baby, clap it to the song
Clap it to the song
