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Yo Yo Yo Yo

Now tell everybody how you came up your name
was it like try'na get up in the game
Dirty Harriet's the name saying anything
like you never seen a tomboy in dress clothes
Like you run around splurging, deepen the
TV people cause I spit the dirty version
Now tell what be going through your mind
Up on the stage when you to bust a rhyme
Seein' people on my left, seein' people on my
now and them you come across a fucked up mic
Make sure they got water steady with the light
And I rock it so tight, the bitches start a fight
Now tell everybody bout in your camp
How we be rolling, when we and we lam
Got Rock Sham Bus Ramp me six
And another set of caps that in the Bricks
Some smoke, drink, some battle just for kicks
Some'll give your ass a Duffy for try'na take flicks
Now tell what be going through your brains
chick up in the rap game
Smoke a rogie in a store getting tipsy on a
a whole lot of money
Fuck around and ride the
Say my voice too maley, understand me
No album out won a Grammy

All the ladies in the place clap hands
All the in the house clap 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 niggas on your
In New Jerus where the crime don't
See a bunch of little niggas wearing scuffed up
If his stash tapped it was probably Juanes Mins
Some like to dice fuck around lose friends
Some'll blow your brains out get you for rims
Now everybody bout bitches 'round the way
Who like to
scams everyday
Type of hit first
Even let they kids
Get a every month
Day job as a
I'm bumping out the crib playing scratch numbers
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
heads on a run
Everytime I a L
comes another one
Now bitch got the
heads front me
in the dro
Niggas fuck and jump me
Now tell how we keep it on lock
Now where we when the block get hot
Now we on the Ave.
Puffing on lots of
Jay shit
Somebody got
Kicking
Car full of
Dipping down the block when the cops get us
Now tell everybody you heard it all first
Type of shit going into verse
Say intellect punch
Kill 'em all one
Voice still
Even when I kick my fun
Digga
Clientele ghost faces
Niggas to go rewrite in most cases

All the ladies in the place clap hands
All the fellas in the clap your 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)