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Yo Yo Yo Yo

Now tell how you came up with your name
What was it try'na get up in the game
Dirty Harriet's the name saying anything
Acting like you never seen a tomboy in clothes
you run around splurging, deepen the excursion
TV people cause I spit the dirty version
Now tell everybody be going through your mind
Up on the stage when you bout to a rhyme
people on my left, seein' people on my right
Every now and them you come a fucked up mic
Make sure they got water stay steady with the
And I rock it so tight, make the bitches a fight
Now tell everybody bout niggas in camp
How we be rolling, when we and we lam
Got Rock Bus Ramp Spliff me six
And set of caps double that in the Bricks
Some smoke, some drink, some battle for kicks
Some'll give your ass a just for try'na take flicks
Now tell everybody be going through your brains
Celeb up in the rap game
a rogie in a store getting tipsy on a plane
Take a lot of money
Fuck and ride the train
Say my too maley, can't understand me
No album out superbitch won a

All the ladies in the place clap your
All the fellas in the house your hands
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
Say "Come on, bounce, on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
Say "Come on, bounce, on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)

Now tell everybody bout on your block
In New Jerus where the crime stop
See a bunch of little niggas wearing up Tim's
If his stash been tapped it was probably Mins
Some like to shoot dice fuck lose friends
Some'll blow brains out get you for your rims
Now tell everybody bitches 'round the way
Who like to
scams everyday
Type of chicks hit
Even let they kids
Get a every month
Day job as a
I'm bumping out the crib playing card numbers
So I'ma get
they own man running
Now tell everybody how we dipping in the
Or with the swerve be spending no cash
Drinking all of goodies
heads on a run
Everytime I a L
Here another one
Now bitch got the
Making heads me
in the dro
Niggas fuck around and me
Now tell everybody how we it on lock
Now where we when the block get hot
Now we on the Ave.
Puffing on of gandas
Jay shit
Somebody got
Kicking
Car of rhymers
Dipping down the block the cops get behind us
Now tell where you heard it all first
Type of shit into Digga verse
Say punch lines
'em all one time
Voice still
when I kick my fun rhymes
Digga
Clientele like faces
Niggas have to go in most cases

All the ladies in the place clap your
All the fellas in the house clap your
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
Say "Come on, bounce, on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
Say "Come on, bounce, on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
Say "Come on, bounce, on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
Say "Come on, bounce, on, bounce" (Everybo-dy)