ASAP Ferg - Petit Valley lyrics

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Everybody let me see you clap those hands

Come on, let me see you clap those hands

Everybody let me see you clap those hands

Come on, let me see you clap those hands

I tell you I have it, I tell you I have it

I tell you I have it, I tell you I got it

Lord

I fell in love with a girl from Petit Valley

She have a tough life but she pretty smiley

We join carnival for the finale

But I want to move to Trinidad and keep her happy

‘Cause she got deported for five years

And I almost shed a tear when she told me that shit

So I'm back in New York and we talk on the phone

Tell me that she want me back, can I keep her at home

I got a grand career, can't just leave it alone

It's either her curly hair or the microphone

Girl, oh, what you want me to do?

Trap Lord

Everybody let me see you clap those hands

Come on, let me see you clap those hands

Everybody let me see you clap those hands

Come on, let me see you clap those hands

I tell you I have it, I tell you I have it

I tell you I have it, I tell you I got it

Lord

Trap Lord in this bitch, Bunji Garlin

We jamming, shout outs to Petit Valley

Everybody let me see you clap those hands

Come on, let me see you clap those hands

Everybody let me see you clap those hands

Come on, let me see you clap those hands

I tell you I have it, I tell you I have it

I tell you I have it, I tell you I got it

Lord