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Yo Yo Yo Yo

Now tell everybody how you came up your name
What was it like try'na get up in the
Dirty Harriet's the saying anything goes
Acting like you never seen a tomboy in dress
Like you run around splurging, the excursion
TV people pissed I spit the dirty version
Now tell everybody what be going through your
Up on the stage you bout to bust a rhyme
Seein' people on my left, seein' on my right
Every now and you come across a fucked up mic
Make sure they got water stay with the light
And I it so tight, make the bitches start a fight
Now tell everybody niggas in your camp
How we be rolling, we work and we lam
Got Sham Bus Ramp Spliff me six
And another set of double that in the Bricks
Some smoke, some drink, some battle just for
Some'll give your ass a Duffy just for try'na take
Now tell everybody 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 the train
Say my voice too maley, understand me
No out superbitch won a Grammy

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)

Now tell bout niggas on your block
In New where the crime don't stop
See a bunch of niggas wearing scuffed up Tim's
If his stash tapped it was probably Juanes Mins
Some like to shoot fuck around lose friends
blow your brains out get you for your rims
Now tell everybody bout bitches the way
Who to hustle
scams everyday
Type of hit first
let they kids curse
Get a check month
Day job as a
I'm bumping out the playing scratch card numbers
So I'ma get
they own man running
Now tell how we dipping in the stash
Or with the swerve be spending no cash
all type of goodies
Sending on a run
I pass a L
Here comes one
Now got the munchies
Making heads me
in the dro
Niggas around and jump me
Now tell everybody how we it on lock
Now we headed when the block get hot
Now we on the Ave.
Puffing on lots of
Pumping Jay
Somebody got
Kicking
Car of rhymers
Dipping down the block when the cops get us
Now everybody where you heard it all first
Type of shit going into verse
Say intellect punch
Kill 'em all one
still crazy
Even I kick my fun rhymes
supreme
Clientele like ghost
Niggas have to go rewrite in most

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