Trolley Stop

[Verse 1] In a little while from now If I'm not feeling any less down I promise myself to pack my bags and visit a nearby town And climb into the top Or grab the microphone and rock And all the party people in the place to be will say Damn that boy can rock! [Hook] Now everybody in the place Clap your hands And everybody in the space Clap your hands To all the people in the party Clap your hands Come on rock your body Clap your hands Now everybody feel good Clap your hands And let me be understood Clap your hands We came to get down Clap your hands And to the funky fresh sound Clap your hands [Verse 2] Uh puerto rico! Jump on it [x3] And everybody on the east coast! Jump on it [x3] And to my people on the west side! Jump on it [x3] And if you in that midwest ha! Jump on it [x3] [Verse 3] Now what you hear is not a test, I'm just a rapping to the beat I got a crease in my dickies and a fresh white tee with diadoras on my feet I hope you understand that my one and only plan Is to make you feel good, make you clap your hands And once the feeling hits your body then you act and dance and come on! [Verse 4] I spit that uptown body rock raddy ha And will a nigga ever shut me down probably not Cause ever since I was a young lad I crushed mcs Kicking ass taking names at the trolley stop And everybody know I got a lot a flow I'm from that Mag to that Melph to that Calliope I'm well known in the spots where you barely go And on the designated spot rocking every show [Verse 5] Now take it to the dirty south now And jump on it [x3] And I'll pay for it If I want it [x3] [Hook]