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Yo Yo Yo Yo

Now tell everybody how you up with your name
What was it like get up in the game
Harriet's the name saying anything goes
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 what be going your mind
Up on the stage you bout to bust a rhyme
people on my left, seein' people on my right
Every now and you come across a fucked up mic
Make sure they got water steady with the light
And I rock it so tight, make the bitches start a
Now tell everybody bout niggas in camp
How we be rolling, we work 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 your ass a Duffy just for try'na take flicks
Now tell everybody be going through your brains
Celeb up in the rap game
Smoke a rogie in a getting tipsy on a plane
Take a lot of money
Fuck around and ride the
Say my voice too maley, understand me
No out superbitch won a Grammy

All the ladies in the place clap hands
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)

Now tell everybody bout on your block
In New Jerus the crime don't stop
See a bunch of little niggas wearing scuffed up
If his been tapped it was probably Juanes Mins
Some like to shoot fuck around lose friends
Some'll blow your brains out get you for your
Now everybody bout bitches 'round the way
Who like to
Lose scams
Type of hit first
Even let they kids
Get a check every
Day job as a
I'm bumping out the crib playing scratch card
So get slick
Evict own man running
Now tell how we dipping in the stash
Or with the don't be spending no cash
Drinking all type of
Sending on a run
Everytime I a L
Here another one
Now bitch got the
Making front me
in the dro
Niggas around and jump me
Now tell how we keep it on lock
Now where we headed the block get hot
Now we on the Ave.
Puffing on lots of
Jay shit
Somebody got
one-liners
Car of rhymers
Dipping down the block the cops get behind us
Now tell everybody where you heard it all
Type of shit going Digga verse
Say intellect punch
Kill 'em all one
Voice still
when I kick my fun rhymes
Digga
Clientele ghost faces
Niggas have to go rewrite in cases

All the ladies in the place clap hands
All the fellas in the house clap hands
(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)