The Yo-Yo
Little Brother
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We need to sit down, me and you have a chit chat Let's talk about friends and define that Let's talk about us never mind that Let's talk about trust where your mind at So you looking for a man won't find that Had a good thing here let's rewind facts Believe me I know all about them other cats How they all played the game just to get to you Spitting all in my ear which you liked who Tickled your fancy who you would invite to Be yours, I penned verses Quote verses, with purpose, so nervous I wrote urgence I spoke shy you spoke lie We spoke "bye", up until this year When I saw you, you saw me, we walked on by Til you found out I emceed, now you on it like Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Why you all up in my face like Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Yea, yea, ok, alright Ya'll know them niggas that I'm talking bout The ones that y'all be seeing at the coffee house Soon as they get the mic I start walking out And swear that they skill's the most talked about It's time to bring the emcees on, I'm sick of niggas looking Bitch trying to read poems and try to battle Me with sandals and capris on, come on dog I'm about to get hyped with this, shed some light to this So called black righteousness Even though y'all niggas might not cuss like me End of the night y'all just trying to f*ck like me So what's the reason for the hating, niggas with dreads Calling they self gods with white girls named Caitlin And I'm cool with interracial dating, but I ain't about To hear no fucking speeches cause I wanna have some bacon I've rocked Antwerp, that's why I can't f*ck with Coffee houses man, get on my god damn nerves And deep down y'all know that I'm right, man shit I'm bout To kick some Trick Daddy next poetry night like "My black queen Don't know none nigga!" Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Niggas wanna come to my face Mad cause I'm making moves and they running in place In my face like Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Yo yo yo Yee yee yee yo yo Niggas wanna come to my face F*ck that tofu I need a pork chop on my plate Like this nigga
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Written by: JOHN-PAUL JONES, DARIO DARNELL, ED RIGG
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