Fat Joe No Drama (Clap & Revolve) (Produced By The Runners) Lyrics

[Chorus]
We just clap and revolve
We just clap and revolve
We just clap and revolve
We just clap
We just clap (Who want to pop off to the head get popped off n____)
We just clap and revolve
You don't wanna start no drama
You, You, You don't wanna stop no drama

Yeah
We getting paper hear
Yeah
Got that crown holders shirt on, got like a million diamonds on it
Ten million written all over that

We just clap and revolve
We just clap and revolve
We just clap and revolve
You don't wanna start no drama
We just clap and revolve
We just clap and revolve

[1st Verse]
Nine check
Forty check
K's check
You be the first to go
Haze yes
Ye yes
m_________er this is business, never personal
This Coca baby
I'm an 88er
I put work in these streets
Now do yourself the favor
You bring the drama
Then drama leads to choppers
Then them choppers get to sprayin'
And somebody need a doctor now
You not an actor, not a rapper
You's a clapper, you's a trapper
Got a ratchet, so why you hire coppers now
It is what it is; I got the gliz on me
And don't nobody want it with the Big homey

[Chorus - 2X]

[2nd Verse]
n____ want beef with me
Must be out of his mind
n____ think that Joey past his prime
Layed his a__ flat in the street
Yeah I splattered his mind
Walk away with his life and his shines
Yeah, I smell p____ p____
Yeah p____ p____
That's how h e looked when I left his f___in face gushy
Ask about it
Cracks about it
Went back to the crib and then we laughed about it
I'm a rider, I'm a sider - I'n a money maker
I decided you's a liar when it comes to paper
Broad day we could clap it in these streets
Middle the PJ's make em bring out these sheets

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse]
I got a thing for my little buddy
That black Mac do his thing
Leave a n____ ugly
Yo tell me the best of the best wont fix em
We'll open your chest n____
Your just a victim
And I'm a rat killer
You hear that BR-Rat n____
I don't rap infact I'm just that n____
Yeah it's crack n____
A lot of b____es like to talk
Make em bite they tongue
Lot of n____z claim New York but they not the one
I'm in the streets muh'f___er you could call me Harlem
You Bedstuy like Biggie
The big homeys a problem
Bronx bomber
I'll leave you comatose
We don't dance in your face, you muh'f___ers choke