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 [Verse 1 mac miller] 
Boy a fool, wonder what's cool 
Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about 
I heard your mans ran cryin' to his mommy and his daddy 
When the cops drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial 
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now 
And to the man in the hat standing lookin' at his watch 
Motherfucker, well the time is now 
Go clap your hands, let me hear you say that's the jam 
See I wouldn't be shit if I ain't have no fans 
Can't sit down kids you have to stand 
Just put your hands up, you don't have to dance 
Here, we get it poppin' like it's pakistan 
Iraq, iran, and have them sayin' mac's the man 
The maximum, coming through to pass you bums 
So if you ain't got no money better ask for some 
Hey, we came to get down, have a good time 
Bring the champagne out and the good wine 
We gon' be sippin' and whippin' the sickest whips 
Spittin' the illest shit that's sicker than syphilis 
Comin' in the back door yellin' fuck a list 
Fans takin' pictures while I'm tryin' to take a piss 
We came to party, didn't come to give a shit 
Now sing this part, it goes like this 
[Hook x2] 
All my people in the front 
Go and clap your hands 
Go and clap your hands 
Everybody in the back 
Go and clap your hands 
Go and clap your hands 
If you're feeling that funk 
Go and clap your hands 
Go and clap your hands 
If you love it like that 
Go and clap your hands 
Go and clap your hands 
[Verse 2 mac miller] 
H-h-h-h-hold up 
Every day they wanna ask me when I'll grow up 
I show up cause fans will go nuts 
Tell the girls it's cool, look but don't touch 
I'll be home as soon as I can, I don't rush 
Cause girl, you're baby girl, you're good just don't fuss 
I wanna hear y'all clap, just like that 
Keep it goin' I'm a bring it all back 
H-h-h-h-hold up 
Every day they wanna ask me when I'll grow up 
I show up cause fans will go nuts 
Tell the girls it's cool, look but don't touch 
I'll be home as soon as I can, I don't rush 
Baby, you're baby girl, you're good just don't fuss 
I hear these couples fighting all the time, not us 
We have a good time, like to get fucked up 
What, what, goin' hard tonight 
Under 21, but find me at the bar tonight 
Hey, driving round in my car tonight 
Making music that ain't hard to like, I got the heart to write 
A couple bars I might go do 
Something crazy or maybe lazy, love me or hate me 
You know it's the same me 
And it goes a little something like this 
[Hook x2] 
[Outro] 
Boy a fool, wonder what's cool 
Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about 
I heard your mans ran crying to his mommy and his daddy 
When the cops drove by his house 
So who you tryin' to dial 
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now 
And to the man in the hat standing looking at his watch 
Motherfucker, well the time is now 
 
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