The Clap — Infant Sorrow

We got the clap You got the clap We cook the rocks You took the smack Oh yeah

We got the clap You got the clap We took the yellow ones You took the black Ohho

We got the itch You got the scratch Burns burns burns like the head of a match You took the front I'll take the back Oh Yeah

We got the clap We got it

We got the clap You got the clap Rock my face Saw the world collapse Ohho

We got the junk You got the junk Shake shake shake Taste the spunk Ohho, I said the spunk

We got the clap can't be beat Got it off the back of a toilet seat Shake your hips Mind your feet Oh yeah

We got the clap We got the clap We got it

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We got the itch You got the scratch Burns burns burns like the head of a match You took the front We took the back Oh yeah

Catch my drift Catch that too Caught it off a buck-tooth prostitute You took the front I took the back

We got the clap (we got the clap, can't be beat) I got the clap (got it off the back of a toilet seat You got the clap (shake your hips, mind your feet) Oh yeah

We got the clap You got the clap We got the clap!