Jay Electronica - Trolley Stop lyrics
[Jay Electronica - Trolley Stop lyrics]
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!
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
Uh puerto rico! Jump on it
And everybody on the east coast! Jump on it
And to my people on the west side!
Jump on it and if you in that midwest ha!
Jump on it
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 hit's your body then
You act and dance and come on!
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
Now take it to the dirty south now
And jump on it and I'll pay for it
If I want it
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!
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
Uh puerto rico! Jump on it
And everybody on the east coast! Jump on it
And to my people on the west side!
Jump on it and if you in that midwest ha!
Jump on it
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 hit's your body then
You act and dance and come on!
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
Now take it to the dirty south now
And jump on it and I'll pay for it
If I want it