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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
Dirty Harriet's the name saying goes
Acting like you seen a tomboy in dress clothes
Like you run around splurging, the excursion
TV people pissed I spit the dirty version
Now tell everybody be going through your mind
Up on the stage when you to bust 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, the bitches start a fight
Now tell everybody bout niggas in your
How we be rolling, we work and we lam
Got Sham Bus Ramp Spliff me six
And another set of caps that in the Bricks
Some smoke, some drink, some battle for kicks
Some'll give ass a Duffy just for try'na take flicks
Now tell everybody what be through your brains
chick up in the rap game
Smoke a rogie in a store tipsy on a plane
Take a lot of money
Fuck and ride the train
Say my voice too maley, can't me
No album out won a Grammy

All the in the place clap your hands
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 niggas on your
In New where the crime don't stop
See a bunch of little wearing scuffed up Tim's
If his stash been tapped it was probably Mins
like to shoot dice fuck around lose friends
Some'll blow your out get you for your rims
Now tell everybody bout 'round the way
Who to hustle
Lose everyday
Type of hit first
let they kids curse
Get a check month
Day job as a
I'm out the crib playing scratch card numbers
So get slick
Evict own man running
Now everybody how we dipping in the stash
Or with the swerve don't be no cash
Drinking all type of
Sending on a run
I pass a L
Here another one
Now bitch got the
Making front me
in the dro
Niggas fuck around and me
Now everybody how we keep it on lock
Now where we headed when the get hot
Now we on the Ave.
Puffing on of gandas
Pumping Jay
Somebody got
one-liners
Car full of
Dipping down the block when the get behind us
Now tell everybody where you heard it all
Type of shit going into verse
Say punch lines
Kill 'em all one
Voice still
Even when I my fun rhymes
Digga
like ghost faces
Niggas to go rewrite in most cases

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