Round of Applause

Lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] Excuse me Shawty (KY Engineering) Alright, let's go in the club, man Ayy, bro, you got some? Grab me one if you can, bro Alright, fuck with me, I'll see you in there Uh [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Let me see you Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Baby, drop it to the floor and Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, b-bust it, bust it Drop it down and just— [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Bounce that ass, shake that ass like the Twerk Team (Woo) Hair long, ass fat, shawty mean (Flocka) That girl look like Halle Berry when I'm on them beans (Rollin') When I hit the scene, girls yellin' and they scream (Come here) "Flocka, can you be my baby daddy?" (Yes) Pimpin' like I'm Dolemite, hoes jump in my Caddy (Baow) Smoke like I got cataract, in the strip club throwin' up them stacks Got racks on top of racks Bust that pussy, make that ass clap, clap, clap I ain't done with you, baby, bring that ass back (Yeah) Still got twenties, still got fifties, even got them hundreds Throw some money, throw some money, I'ma let it go Waka Flocka Flame, better known as Mr. Let It Go [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Let me see you Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Baby, drop it to the floor and Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, b-bust it, bust it Drop it down and just— [Verse 2: Drake] Uh, bust it like you can't afford a car You a star, you look in the mirror, you know who you are, right? Cool, take it low, take it way lower than that I fly private when I go, ain't no layover on that Yeah, I made it to the top, took a seat, still sittin', man I'm up in Stadium in D.C., still tippin', man She coulda paid tuition five times, still strippin' I just throw a couple bills and she'll have a pair of heels Oh no, there I go, magic trickin' on your ass Throwin' every president except for Nixon on your ass Make you rich, I feel like I should make commission on your ass Wonder what you'd ever do if I went missin' on your ass, huh? [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Let me see you Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Baby, drop it to the floor and Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, b-bust it, bust it Drop it down and just— [Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame] Throwin' them stacks, OMG SMH when I'm on that stage Pourin' rosé all on her ass A round of applause, baby, pop that pussy Drop it down for me, girl, do a split Do you smoke, girl? Got a zip White Rémy Martin, who wanna sip? (Rollin') Four-five on my hip But I came one deep and every word I say is slurrin' (Woo) Vision, man, is blurrin' (Woo), drunk too much liquor (Flocka) Smoke too much weed, bitch, I'm on too much E (Rollin') I'm so high, y'all gon' miss me (Yeah) In love with strip clubs, shorty, I'm a big tipper (Flex) Two hundred, then I pull down my zipper, uh Shawty say she want me and she wanna meet my crew, Squad Niggas know we go hard, Squad [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Round of applause, baby, make that ass clap Drop it to the floor, make that ass clap Let me see you Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Baby, drop it to the floor and Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, b-bust it, bust it Drop it down and just—