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Snap Yo Fingers

What's happenin'? Dis ya boy Lil Jon! BME Clik

What's up, 40? What's happenin'?

What's up, Sean Paul? What's happenin'?

Hey! Now ladies and gentlemen, it's about dat time

To turn this thang on out

Now let me see everybody do this

Hey! Let's go!Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay!Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay!Snap ya fingers and then rock wit' it

Do it, do it, do it, do it, gon' drop wit' it

Do a step wit' it, put ya hips wit' it

All my ladies, let me see ya put a twist wit' it

You can't do like me

I'm by myself

I do it so good, I don't need nobody else

What's happenin'? What's up?

Got da purk fired up

What's happenin'? What's up?

Got Patron in my cup I pop, I drank

I'm on Patron and purk I can't thank

I'm blowed to tha do' don't know how tha hell I'm gettin' homeSnap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay!Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay!Straight from da bay, posted in tha 'A'

'Bout to hit tha club; we been mobbin' all day

Drinkin' some rusty, dyin'-off Patron

VIP status, strapped wit' my chrome

Look around tha club, what do I see?

Everybody rockin' from side to side to tha beat

Snappin' they fingers, bouncin' to tha groove

All by they self; that's tha new move

Nigga, where I'm from, we like to go dumb

I'm soakin' up tha game; I'm seein' how it's done

I ask shawty what they call it

She said tha Pool Palace

Straight from Bank head

I said you good at it

Do what cha do, you and ya crew

They even got playas and thugs doin' it too

The mo' that I drank, tha more it's lookin' smooth

It's nothin' to a boss

I can do tha shit tooSnap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay!Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay!Chillin' in tha bip, yeah, we get crunk

Niggas poppin' bottles and these bitches gettin' drunk

Rollin' up tha kush, put it in tha air

I'm throwin' up tha E's to let em' know we in here

Brand new shoes, brand new tool

Pull out tha ol' school 'cause I'm feelin' real cool

Yeah, I'm from tha 'A', so I'm leanin' and rockin'

Snappin' my fingers, then reachin' for my glock, bitch!

Reppin' my block, bitch, straight from tha deck

When you snap ya fingers, shawty, gotta jerk ya neck

Smokin' on tha best; we don't fuck wit' dat mess

I bet you can't do it, do it, do it like this

Yeah, I'm back to tha track, back to tha snap

One, two step, then you gotta lean back

Dis is how we do it in tha 'A town'

(And if you ain't know) this how it goes downSnap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay!Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!

You can do it all by yo' self!

Let me see you do it! Ay!

Let me see you do it! Ay! Hey! Hey!

Songwriters

ALPHONSO J. N BAILEY, SEAN N JOSEPH, JONATHAN H SMITH, EARL N STEVENSPublished by

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