There are many different people,
Livin' double lives.
One for the office,
And one that they take home to their wives.
He sits in the armchair, watching channel 4,
With his brains not expected home for an hour or more.
He's still drifting to and fro, like a yo-yo.
His wife is in the kitchen, fixin' her old man's tea
She's thinking to herself,
"He's not the man that married me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
They used to laugh together, now he's never at home.
Now she's fighting back the tears, she can't even laugh alone.
She's just sitting by the telephone, like a yo-yo.
You needed me when you were crying,
But now you're laughing I'm the last thing on your mind.
First you love me, then you don't.
I'm up and down,
Like a yo-yo.
Yo-yo.
Ah, you thought you knew me pretty well,
But with people like me you never can tell.
You can only guess which way I'll go.
You got me sussed, but you don't know,
I'm a yo-yo.
Just like a yo-yo on a string.
I'm a yo-yo.
Little child playing with a yo-yo.
Yo-yo, yo-yo.
Girl you had me dangling, like a yo-yo on a string,
But with you at the controls I could accomplish anything, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You were just playing, I was a little boy,
But when I grew into a man you just threw away your toy,
Like a yo-yo.
Yo-yo.
You might be popular, but it won't last for long,
So don't give up the day job, in case it all goes wrong.
Look at your ego, watch it go, up and down,
Like a yo-yo.
Yo-yo.
You needed me when you were crying,
But now you're laughing I'm the last thing on your mind.
First you love me, then you don't.
I'm up and down,
Like a yo-yo.
Yo-yo.
I'm a yo-yo (yo-yo).
It's broken
I know what you want
I'm not a Yo-Yo
I'm not a thing you let go...
I keep hangin around
Got some attachment to you
Way down is still where you get through
I've told myself it isn't right but it isn't wrong
Yet I've found
The more you hot and cold me
The more i need protecting
Can't hear myself singing the same sad song
Oh, and it's not hard to figure out
Why I am never too far from the floor
You can only take me up and down
I've got to move forward
So I've cut the cord
It's broken
I can't let that hope in
I know what you want
I'm not a Yo-Yo
I'm not a thing you let go
You're leaving me no choice and
I'll be on my way
I'm not a Yo-Yo
I don't come back when I'm thrown
I keep hanging around
But can't defy gravity
Rebound every time you touch me
I've told myself it isn't right but it isn't worng
Yet I've found
The more you high and low me
The more i need stability
Can't hear myself singing this for too long
Oh, and now you've come to face the fact
But I'm running fast as I can to the door
'Cause you just wanna swing me up and back
And I've got to move forward
So I've cut the cord
It's broken
And I can't let that hope in
I know what you want
I'm not a Yo-Yo
I'm not a thing you let go
You're leaving me no choice and
I'll be on my way
I'm not a Yo-Yo
I don't come back when I'm thrown
I'll be on my way...
Didn't I adore you
Didn't i bent to keep you satisfied
Didn't I...
Didn't I assure you...
For every climb there is a downward slide..
That I can't ride...
Didn't I adore you you...
Didn't i bent to keep you satisfied...
Didn't i...
Didn't I assure you...
For every climb there is a downward slide...
I had to cut the cord
It's broken...
I know what you want
I'm not a Yo-Yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
You were a prophet from above
Then you came and sucked my blood
My pain became my strength
I am reborn, I?m deaf not dumb lest you forget
You were a prophet from above
Then you came and sucked my blood
My pain became my strength
I am reborn, I?m deaf not dumb lest you forget
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
You were a
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
You were, were
You were a prophet from above
Then you came and sucked my blood
My pain became my strength
I am reborn, I?m deaf not dumb lest you forget
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo yo
You were a prophet from above
Then you came and sucked my blood
My pain became my strength
I am reborn, I?m deaf not dumb lest you forget
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Were, were, were, were
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
Baby played me like a YoYo
All this time is was she mackin' me
YoYo! YoYo!
Random! UOMO!
YoYo! YoYo!
My Girl said she gonna to chill tonight
That's cool because I worked up an appetite
Called up my boys and said let's get together
The time couldn't be any better
Let's hit the club and do whatever
Stepped in, straight to the VIP
All good, All the honeys were up on me
But then, I looked across the room
Saw my girl working her groove
Dancing with some other dude
All of this time, She's been playing with my mind
And now I know, What you reap is what you sow
I thought I knew what I was doing
Didn't stop to think but it was just so plain to see
That she played me like a YoYo
All this time it was she mackin me
I thought I was on top of my game
Everything was running smooth, It felt so easy
I thought I played her like a YoYo
But all this time it was she mackin me
She said, pick me up at 8 o'clock
Drove up, Damn she was looking hot
Took her, to this spot that I knew in town
Where no one would be around, and where we could get down
All good, spending all of this crazy dough
Thinking, She would go were I want to go
Next thing, she started to give the eye
Smiling at this other guy, that's when she said bye bye
All of this time, She's been playing with my mind
And now I know, What you reap is what you sow
I thought I had her spinning like a YoYo
On top of my game, doing all the things I wanted to
I thought I had her spinning like a YoYo
But all this time it was she mackin me
[Verse 1]
[Warren G] If they wanna be down...
[Yo Yo] With the west coast underground
Bring it on, but don't take too long
Cause Mamma always says "study long, study wrong"
Study wrong, it's the same ol' song
Don't sleep, cause the technique got you all wondering why
Yo Yo is so fly...
From Chicage to the bay, I keep it all rockin'
All work and no play keeps Yo Yo paid
Late night on your TV news
Back up at eight bustin' interviews
My daily MO, is in and out of Limo's
Rollin' to the tale with a purse full of demos
Uh, Yo Yo is in the plis-ace
Bustin' all in yo' fis-ace
I got nothing but the biz on you, so here I gis-o
Yo Yo is in the S-I-X so come and get some
[Chorus]
Well this is Yo Yo's night, the crew is rollin' tight
Well this is Yo Yo's night, we came to party
Welcome to Yo Yo's night, where the crowd is hype
Welcome to Yo Yo's night, it's time to party
[Verse 2]
LA, yeah, glad to be hella-home
Ring-ding-a-ling-a-ling goes my telephone
What's up Lyte, I know you cram to understand this
I puffed a bag of fume as soon as I landed
I'm runnin' late why don't you meet me at my condo
I'm rollin' down Venice on my way to Riando
You know the place where everybody kick it
I'm skatin' all day, it's got the roofs vibrating
The party don't start till I walk in
Everybody 'bout, Yo where you been?
Hell' in my busines hush your mouth
And get your feet up off my couch, check it out
Ain't no party like a Yo Yo party
The gin is free, the hennesay is everybody
You wanna hit it, c'mon now admit it
I know you're wit' it, don't stop, get it, get it
Get the bump from the back or the front
Casue I can break it down like whatever you want
You may be smooth, but not as large as me
See when you come into my party, ain't no charge it's free
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
What's up Dady? You wanna mack it right?
I'm thinkin' maybe, cause you're not the Khaki type
But you's a player, you wanna holler at me later
You got the boots made of aligator
You wanna know my secrets but you won't tell me nothin'
I only got your beeper number so you think I'm frontin'
But I know your kind, play me like a Honda
You know it's Yo, but you callin' me Yolanda
I be the one that you want to hang around wit'
You want some Brandy "How can I be down?" shit
Cause you's small time, wanna see the queen rise
Get between my thighs, cause I got the green eyes
So c'mon, and do what you feel
Got the brew on chill, with the sex on the grill
I see the women they be swimmin' in my pool
Enough to make you drool, but slow down fool
This ain't no peep show, don't try and creep slow
Thick like tree-trunk, with my G-Funk people
So Warren where you at?
[Warren G] More bounce in the back
With my hands in the air and it's like that (Yeah!)
(Chorus)
That Yo Yo funk, that's what it is
(You gotta put me on) (Damn Yo Yo)
Givin' it to you (Oh Yeah)
(Slam the D's on the Benzo, pancake by the gate)
(Verse 1)
Because of my funk, niggas wanna wax me and tax me
Got me feelin' uncomfortable like my Maxi
People tend to ask me, Yo Yo is your shit ???
Smooth like a baby's ass, the kinda funk that make Lo-Lo's crass
Smash up the street, stash on my heat
Ridin' in my hood deep bumpin' battlecat's beats
I'm on a regular, all on my celular phone
Cause the fleas won't leave me alone
Many high to the hips, that freak mamma shit lips
Glossy, lookin' hella saucy and flossin'
I got that vibe, hat cocked to the side
Representing, ain't that right?
You know me, I know you, you know the flavour I be bringin'
A little funky song, can't you sing it, yeah...
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Now fellas say my funk is the bomb
I'm a beatiful black girl but my hair is blonde
Very special like Hennasy
And all the fly funky nigga rolls wanna freak with me
It is I... Y-O-Y-O
So fly, skirt to the thigh, am I...
Flava so sweet you could eat
You'd probably need a toothpick to pick out your teeth
Because I told ya my flava was the bomb
And now you got... flava on your tongue
Left sprung, hung by one lady, nothing but a fly girl thing big baby
Let it begin for the nine, feel
Me and Ruff Dogg getting bent off Hen'
It's all gravy so let the beat bump
And get used to this Yo Yo Funk!
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Well it's Yo Yo, high as a missle
And I just love a fistful of fuckin' c-notes
And I'm glad I didn't grow to be no material ass chick
To jock a young brother for his rich
We bout to do this funk my way
We bout to hit the higway sideways out the driveway
It ain't no sense in playing games
I roll with that true D-Funk, Battlecat's the name
You know me, you know I'm mobbin' heads bobbin'
That Yo Yo Funk'll keep 'em rockin'
Fresh out the jam, looking hella trim
Suit tight and right, hittin' the show tonight, yeah
It ain't no sense in makin' faces
Ain't no chick in the street takin' places, face it
Don't stop the rock, keep it movin'
Yo Yo's in the house with that ghetto style, keep groovin'
I never did like a mark
And you can ask my momma, all my niggas had drama
Coming from the W.S., go the length
And doing more dirt than Tide with extra strength
You can ask the people that I fucked with
Not one of them ever got their duck sick
Punk, I ain't gonna blow ya
Cause the hunt for the Red October is over
And if I let you slap it, flip, rub it
You'll love it, my shit'll have you pussy whipped
I remember the time my nigga had a G-ride
Looking like the Westside Bonnie & Clyde
Yep it was a Cutlass
And he'll knock your ass straigh out like Dick Butkis
So I'm down with the G
When all those other girls would've went out like a bad knee
I never did punk
Even with a chicken in the trunk, smelling like skunk
About to do a drop-off
So he can get some Daytons with the knock-offs
And if you think I'm slipping you're trippin
Yep, I got it going on plus I'm dippin
Never did like the marks, cause marks just bore me
I'm coming with that Westside Story
Throwing up the Westside G-Ride hoo ride! [x4]
You can run but you can't hide from the Westside [Scratched x2]
You say you want a gangsta bitch like Apache
Yo Yo's in the house, you can't match me
Huh, whatever
Smoking more blunts than Cypress Hill and Cheech & Chong put together
See I'm still rolling and I thought you knew
The fuck do I do, the Sherriff, us, or you
Shit goddamn the man and Yo-Yo never was a fan of Silver Brand
I need to retire
He came up to my window and asked "Where's the fire?"
I showed a little thigh, batted my eye
And then got away with a few lies
And when I let my hair blow
All that fool can say is "Drive careful"
Never did like a mark, cause marks just bore me
I'm coming with a Westside Story
Throwing up the Westside G-Ride hoo ride! [x4]
You can run but you can't hide from the Westside [Scratched x2]
Now it's '93 and I'm cruising
Met me a man that's down with revolution
A G of another type
Not just a nigga trying to get another stripe
And when we see the cops he put the stare on em
When every nigga that I know is just scared of em
He don't want to slap it, flip it, rub it
He just want to check it and protect it
And when the riots jumped off he showed power
Serving more cocktails than happy hour
He told me that the government never was a friend of me
But the real enemy
So now I do dirt of a different kind
Cause now Yo-Yo has got a different mind
Never did like a mark, cause marks just bore me
I'm coming with a Westside Story
Throwing up the Westside G-Ride hoo ride! [x4]
You can run but you can't hide from the Westside [Scratched x2]
Throwing up the Westside G-Ride hoo ride!
Throwing up the Eastside G-Ride hoo ride!
Throwing up the Northside G-Ride hoo ride!
[Intro]
Bounce the Tre'
Bounce nigga, bounce nigga, bounce the Tre'
Bounce nigga, bounce nigga, bounce the Tre'
I said bounce the Tre', I said bounce the Tre'
[Verse 1]
It's a fly day, a hot July day, in the Y-O's
Bounce or fly your Tre' straight out the driveway
Bouncin' in the sunrays, going one way, flossin' in the ride
I hit a left, then popped in the cassette
Of the bounce-rock skate, and blast it as it
Gets much hotter I just gotta gain...
One of these so called Don-Dada's
That's starin' me up & down, I say what's up and clown,
coz I get around
Like my nigga Pac do, and once I start
Wiggling my thing back and forth I've got you
(back, back, forth & forth)
Hypnotised, and uh, Mesmorised, but uh
Nigga get your eyes (wide)
Cause I'm comin' out with the mighty flow, so now you know that uh...
[Chorus: MC Breed]
It's a fly day to twirl them D's
On the W-E-ST-I-D-E
Rocks stay high, rollin' in my Tre' ride
It's a fly day to make some G's
On the W-E-ST-I-D-E
And I'ma stay fly, bouncin' in ma Tre' ride
[Verse 2]
And it goes one to the deuce to the tre' to the four
Just I told you Yo Yo's your
Gene of amazing female... I lay in the Tre', cause I know
I've got the bomb-shit, that you feen for
I've got the bomb-shit, that you lean for
I've seen your Coupe and I'm just not impressed
You can keep your double S, cause my Tre' is double fresh
And I get much love, from the Westside, Westside...
And I bet I... can hit three wheel motions straight to the ocean
Me and my homies straight coastin'
Toastin' the glass in the air, so pre-pare
For Y-O's fly flow, oh yeah
And I'ma keep my ride on this side of LA
And I'ma bounce nigga, bounce nigga, bounce my Tre'
[Chorus]
[MC Breed]
What side, nigga, ride, westside [x8]
Get it right...
[Verse 3]
Now I'ma swerve to the top,
and press all you niggas hangin on the block
Come around the corner and let the ass drop
C'mon and let me rock, c'mon and let me rock
Well it's the green eye, you see I lean fly
In the cut, so what's up with the mean eye
Mad doggin' me cause I got the fly anus
Sparklin' D's, with ??? gold ???
Chillin' in the hood I'm the centre of attention
Sixteen switches controlling my suspension
So, uh, which way you want me to dip it?
Front to the back? Or just plain kick it?
And if it's a hot summer's day,
then you might catch a galnce of the Y in her Tre'
Bounce, nigga, bounce
[DD] Check this out
I think I'm a lucky guy because this woman, I have found her
[YY] Ah-ha?
[DD] Beginnin to think of her more and more, then I grow fonder
By takin her out and showin her, this brother is like hypin
Why be freightened?
[YY] I'm not freightened...
[DD] Cause tonight is gonna be our night that we'll embrace
Face to face and make sweet love
[YY] Ooh, is it really sweet?
[DD] Well, here's a taste..
[YY] But wait, how do I know that you're not fooling me?
[DD] Who is? Relax, sweetheart, I know what I am doin
[YY] Okay
[DD] Cause I'm not a simple fella that'll tell ya
Just anything cause I mean exactly what I say
[YY] So if I do wait I'm really sorry for all that time it took
[DD] Yeah, sure
So what are you tryin to say?
[YY] Hey look, it's like this
[female singer]
Tonight is the night
That you make me a woman
You said you'll be gentle with me
And I hope you will
[YY] Hm, so here we have this, a intimate dinner
With me and you, and after refreshments, what will we do?
[DD] We'll take a stroll along the ??? of the beach
[YY] Ooh, and next?
[DD] We'll try to do the wild thing by the sea
[YY] Na-ah, see look, Dazzie, you act like that's all there is
[DD] Let's not be silly, you know I care about you
[YY] Really? And besides, whenever we're together you don't act right
And I'm the type of girl who likes to wait
[DD] Yeah, right
And I can have a girlfriend that don't share
[YY] Well?
[DD] Cause there's lots more of her
For your information panties wettin
So why hold out?
[YY] Cause when it comes to this I must resist
Hey look, straight up, it's like this
[female singer]
I'm nervous
And I'm ???
Waiting for you to walking in
I tried so hard to relax
But I..
I just can't keep still
[YY] Now first of all, we kiss and hold hands and that's all great
[DD] So now I guess it's time to make love?
[YY] Ah-ah, see now wait
See, I can't have a boyfriend that don't spend time to be with all of me
[DD] But I do..
[YY] Not the kind of star that try to try to dog me
[DD] No but it's not like that
See, I'm the other kind, the soft and nice type
Then I like to quickly make a moment when the mood's right
[YY] It's real fun, we're by ourselves when we're together
But if we wait (wait?) it'll be much better
[DD] Yeah, whatever..
[YY] So why all the rush, it doesn't matter where we do it
[DD] Cause you're my sweetheart and the only one I wanna groove with
[YY] Okay, shall we hold on or shall we let go?
Step off and go?
[DD] Nah, heck no
[YY] Why?
[DD] Cause you're special
[YY] So why all the rush to the bedroom, I really don't know you
[DD] Yeah, you're right, but here's the perfect time to
[YY] Okay, not that way, it seems that's all there is
[DD] But it's not true
[YY] So what you wanna do?
[DD] Look
[female singer]
Tonight is the night
That you make me a woman
You said you'll be gentle with me
[Ice Cube:]
You got to know what time it is on my homegirl Yo-Yo
Trick-ass muthafucka
Yo, it's on deck
Nine-Trey
And that's how we doin this shit
Yo, Yo-Yo, won't you kick that shit...
[VERSE 1]
Flashlight, red light
We don't like stop lights
All I wanna do is gizzo with the flizzo
Wam-bam, I slam
Fat-ass beats with the fat-ass lingo
I catch wreck with the fat-ass single
Gettin them devils in headlocks
Cause nigga, I'm blacker than your dreadlocks
And if you didn't know, I got the chronic, too
I smoke the shit down to the residue
I fell off, but now I'm back
Cause that 'Black Pearl' shit was wack
(Let em know)
Do you wanna go? (Do What?)
With Yo-Yo? (Do wha-diddy?)
Do my thing, baby, but not in the bedroom
Cause all you wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
Punks spread out, I put the head out
And the Lench Mob crew'll damn sure put the red out
This is dedicated to the one that won't drink
Cause they think they shit don't stink
(Shit, goddamn)
(Yo-Yo is in the house, fool)
I slam
(Yo-Yo is on deck, punk)
I slam
[VERSE 2]
I see your ass sittin in the nailshop
When I walked in all hell dropped
Loose, cause I'm in a deuce with the hard top
Car drop, sittin on Danas
No, I didn't try to hide it
Yup, bitch, my man let me drive it
But you're too cute to shoot the shit
With the girl makin hits
(Really doe) Turnin up your nose
But I heard you can suck a golf ball through a water hose
But don't ask me, I tried to be nice
Trick, I even spoke twice
But you did say nothin
Miss Angel, girl, I know you're frontin
'Why must you be like that?'
With your flat ass along with your flat chest
Got your back tied to a matress
Undercover hoe, but you're a good actress
Yeah, I'm talkin to the girl in pink
That one that thinks her shit don't stink
[B-Real] (I got sometin for the hoes that be schemin)
[VERSE 3]
Mister, Mister Sophisticated
You don't get along with every girl you faded
Met your ass dancin at a club
You tried to rodeo-do with your rubber-dub-dub
You don't like rap, but you like jazz
Go on, girl, with your punk-ass
Mister Macka-Frama-Lama
Wouldn't bust a grape with a sledgehammer
And you look about as sweet as a lemon drop
Try to act hard, just like a woman cop
I don't think your drawers fit
And like Michael J. you wanna keep it in the closet
But who cares that you wear Lee Nails
And act just like the females
Saw you at the skating rink
Stuck up as hell, like your shit don't stink
[Ice Cube:]
Trick-ass nigga, didn't you know
(I slam)
(Shit, goddamn)
You'se a bitch
(I slam)
Yo, and that's how it's goin on
Youknowmsayin
Cause it's on like Donkey Kong
To the break of muthafuckin dawn
When Yo-Yo's in the house
For you trick-ass niggas out there
And you trick-ass bitches out there
That's how we doin it
Yo, this ain't that 'Black Pearl' shit
This's some new shit
You better ask somebody to act like you know, muthafucka
[Ice Cube]
It's a man's world, but check the girl
With the Mac 11, 187
Hit the switch, front, back, side to side
Corner to corner, punk you a goner
Don't fuck around and get doled up
Cause we got the Westside sewed up
Ike and Tina, Marie and Donnie
Ashford and Simpson, Clyde and Bonnie
I don't know karate, but I know crazy
You'd better ask somebody
And when I do dirt, jerk
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
[Yo-Yo]
I'm the type of girl that's down for my nigga
I'll lie for my nigga, peel a cap for my nigga
See he don't mind me flirting, wearing tight skirts and
Cause when it's all over it's curtains
What they don't know won't hurt
Uh, they searching on him, I got the gat in my skirt
Yeah, just clowning fools
And my dude's giving the girls blues
My gat is quite fat, don't you think so, ho?
But come out those clothes, my nigga can fit those
You ain't seen nothing til you seen us both jacking
Pulling on the side of fools, straight ratpacking
[Ice Cube] Got me a down girl on my team
[Yo-Yo] The Bonnie and Clyde theme, yeah
Got me a down-ass nigga on my team
[Ice Cube] The Bonnie and Clyde theme
[Yo-Yo]
See every now and then my man had a plan
To hook me up with his closest friends
Take me to the bar, maybe mingle and kick it
Let him think he's getting over while I gank him for his riches
Robbing, stealing, killing at willin
Always on the go cause his shit was always loco
Giving up funky vibes to all you funky tribes
Stick together like us and hoo-rides
Like Bonnie and Clyde we gonna slide right on
Let my nigga take over, I'm taking my bank to the house
When we get to the house we straight celebrating
Giving up that gangsta ?triggeration?
[Ice Cube]
La la la, watch me par-lay
Hey, with the getaway car
Now here comes the Predator
I'm down with Yo Yo and everybody is scared of her
Hitting with the wicked shit
I'd like to dick a chick
But now I'm robbing quick and split
So give me that money, devil
One for the treble, the rhythm is the rebel
When you turn red
You get a hole in your head, a fucking hole in your head
Cause my freedom got an AK
Bonnie and Clyde equal homicide, yeah
[Yo-Yo] Got me a down-ass nigga on my team
[Ice Cube] The Bonnie and Clyde theme, yeah
Got me a down girl on my team
[Yo-Yo] The Bonnie and Clyde theme
[Ice Cube]
Run run run from the ghetto bird
Cause I'm down and I got the third-
Five seven, pointed at your boys and hos
No one knows where the lead poison goes
Cause I'm in the ho checks
Yeah, come off the Rolex
If not, I'm a give Bonnie some
Film at 11 by Connie Chung
No regret, on man wet
Leaving the scene throwing up my set
Hit you up and then I'm out
Yeah, you're left with a dick in your mouth
[Yo-Yo]
See that gangsta mentality drove niggas to insanity
You wanna be down to kill a whole fucking family
You can lock us up if you want, don't matter
But give em a bail and we'll be right back at cha
Don't underestimate me when you date me
Got my clamp off safety, that'll make you hate me
Frankly, I don't give a damn, once again I slam
You'd better ask who I am
Riding all around town, everybody's looking round
Cause we're known and we throw down
Cause you know a nigga done got ganked for his mail or his dank
Yo Yo and Cube is in the house for 9-tre
[Ice Cube] Got me a down girl on my team
[Yo-Yo] The Bonnie and Clyde theme, yeah
Got me a down-ass nigga on my team
[Ice Cube] The Bonnie and Clyde theme
[Ice Cube] Got me a down girl on my team
The Bonnie and Clyde theme, yeah
[Yo-Yo]
Yeah you trick motherfuckers, you thought I fell off
[Verse 1]
Stayin' up late nights with tears in my eyes
Got me blowin' up your pager like I ain't doing it right
Gee, you must be crazy, however could you play me
Nothing-ass nigga till you made me your Lady
Now, what nigga, what nigga what
Whatever made you build up the gut
Now that you rollin' in a Lex-o on Dex-o's
Hittin' bitches into riches, hittin' mad switches
Wanna... front on your honey, that helped you get your money
You better come real, this ain't no crash test dummy
I was more than enough, all the woman you needed
Yeah that's what I thought, untill your bitch-ass cheated
[Chorus 1]
(Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again)
So tell your homies you can out with no curfew
Since I'm a bird, and now I'm rollin' with my girl crew
(Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again)
For all the years I let you lie with your secrets
Now that I'm single don't be stressin' who I sleep wit'
[Verse 2]
Waitin' to exhale like Angela Bassett
Though I won't be burning threads I'll be burning your assetts
In the meantime, between lines, there will be no rewinds
You work your thing and I work mine
Needed affection, had me blinded by erection
But when nit-wit left, it had me take a right direction
You, silly softy, had my loft he's...
Tried to boss me and floss me, when you crossed me you lost me
Thank you, for giving me the eyes to se
Well ain't you, the nigga that was dodging me
Ain't heard nothing he said, had his shit on mute
Now gilrs... wasn't that cute (Woah Woah)
[Chorus 2]
(Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again)
When you need it, you call hood-rats and critters
But when I want it I just call a babysitter
(Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again)
Instead of hanging with your real ??? you're lonley
You'd rather hang out with those fake homies that don't stay
(Woah Woah)
You wanna kick game with Yo Yo?
(Woah Woah)
I'm solo and I got combo
(Woah Woah)
You think it's all talk, well oh no
(Yo Yo)
Well less of the flow, tell me mo'
[Verse 3]
The best pussy in the world
Why you wanna play me like you muber three girl?
It was all jolly good, with my knees back
But since you wanna front I want my motherfuckin keys back
It's been all sunny since your rainy ass left
I thought it would be hell, but now I see that I am blessed
Mamma told me that I would go through this test
No more wet for you, you can't get on my breasts, so
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]
[Chorus]
I been on the low for a while, but now
It's time to rise up, so open your eyes up
And recognise the real, that's all up in your grill
Yo Yo gots the flow, y'all niggas know the deal [x2]
[Verse 1]
It's a must that I thrush world plush a little lush money
Green like sus-money, cream and takes the bus
International connects, plus discuss the hush-hush
West-side, Who Ride?, World-wide, Bomb-rush
So what's the deal with all this 'keep it real' rapping
I'm still flexing skills, collect my mill and keep stepping
Pack a weapon close if I ghost a nigga then I'm Swayze
Cause rapping pays me to live shady, wilin' crazy
Just the killer Cali lady, snatch your fuckin lady
If rappers be board, you niggas still couldn't play me
So save the drama for your mommy and your poppy
When I hit the track up a mad truck couldn't stop me
To all you, Versace wearin' Donna Karen tricks
Starin' all up in my grill, I'ma let you know the deal
I'm still droppin' bombs like Sudam Husain
Who-Bang, like Mack-10, sip gin and kick game
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I've been on the low, but now it's time to show and prove
Turn my dues to power moves, I got 'em winning never lose
So whoever snooze, on the Y-O-Y-O better buy you
A superior plot, I'm blowin' up the spot
Hip-Hop's the mil-ticket, and I still kick it
For my niggas in the hood, best believe it's all good
My game is understood from LA to Amsterdam
So I organise my fam' and rock the world like Pearl Jam
This girl's a thriller, got more game than Shirl' Miller
And as this world turns, my main concern is earnin' scrilla
I'm realer than most don't test this west coast fever
On your reciever, with more respect than Aretha
Franklin, got mo' bankin', drudge and wheezy
I'm movin on up so give it up this shit ain't easy
But see I, step to my B I and be fly
Like a sparrow, but their all stackin' up 'Genaro
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You best rocognise game about the things that I told
Everything that glitters an't gold, but this mic I hold
Is worth about a million, really don't peep the flow
I generate more pace than Wall Street when I blow
You know this how we do, in killer Cali rule
Mic check, one two, when the Yo be comin' through
With the lyrical, verbal miracle, oh Jesus
I say what I want and I do as I pleases
For any nigga step in my direction and question
My affection for this game that I be flexin'
The same as chin-checkin, I'll be right there like demolition
I'm on a mission, so just listen
I'm spittin', the game related, that keep you faded
Intoxicated, then your pocket get raided
I made it, for them G's and Ladies
Beneath the palm trees just shootin' the breeze
[Chorus]
That's the way, uh uh, we like it
Bad as I wanna be, you don't wanna step to me
That's the way, uh uh, we like it
Steady Risin' to the top, movin' up another notch [x2]
You just gotta hear this dope funky track I put together
I mean it's so funky...
[Chorus]
So funky, so funky...
So funky, so funky...
[Verse 1]
I can write a million rhymes and wrap em up in funky rhymes
I'm true to the game, and I ain't ashamed to spit mine
I'm wild but yet lady like, and trickin' ain't me
But if I ever have to trick so a nigga won't trick me
Been doin' what I doin' for years I'm like a pro at this
See can't nobody flow with this, so many people know of this
What I gotta do is let em know (Okay, okay)
My middle name is un-fadable
Now I've done had friends who were my friends untill they played me
Runnin' in my face so they don't know what to say to me
Wanna be down with my posse, instead'a tryin' to knock me
I wonder why they even jock me
It's all there everyday, I think I paved the way
But what can I say, I wish they'd just stay away
Fight the power, what I'm feelin' can you feel it yet?
I'd rather fight than let them see me sweat... Funky...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I have to do what's best for me cause people are out to get me
I'm kickin' it for the ladies and the brothers think I'm crazy
I'm trapped in this game again, don't know where I'm goin'
They peekin' at me like a bully, I guess I got to show 'em
Livin' kinda large there you called Mr Wealthy
Got you livin' in a cage but you don't care cause you're paid
So raise up off the prozac, tryin' to make a come-back
I diss 'en in a minute cause I'm a woman and I can do that
A born rapping lunatic, I'm proud and on the woman's tip
Pushin' and stompin' all the punks who wanna get with this
Down with IBWC or should I say it's down with me
Wanna say what's up to the posse...
Some haven't heard of me, but my voice is still strong
Thinking I can prove 'em wrong cause I fight the steady hold on
Back in the days was some rough stuff, tryin' to play tough
But I couldn't get enough, sometimes I had to bomb-rush
No-one could understand me, said I grew just too fast
Living wild, wouldn't last, that made... mad
Cause they don't really know me, they just know the other side
Couldn't see my pride, but now it's world-wide
Everyday... Oh...
C'mon
[Verse 1]
Mr Big Spender wanna buy me a shot
Could it be Hennesay or Rimmy on the rocks
Sittin' on the dock of the bay...
Watchin' this fool throw his money away, hey
But I'm just a new kid on yacht, please keep flossin'
You can take me home, but, uh, no tossin'
It ain't often that a girl get a night on the town
That's why I love it when you ball' ass niggas come around
Diamond in your ear shining more than my ring
Is it the style or the flava that you bring
Hillfiger cologne, damn it's on, wish I could have this all night long
But I know your kind, and your kind is too sweet
Your ass 'coupe de ville' seven days of the week
[Chorus]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Same ol' everything [x4]
[Verse 2]
See what every girl needs is a hard workin' man
Clockin the early one, double shifts if he can
It's when his shifts won't change, same everyday thang
Can't maintain, I got my girls to complain
This Al Brundy ass nigga treating me like pig
Never wanna bring his workin' as to bed
Well, Adios, Get Lost, grab your coat and keep steppin'
Never knew this fool would use his job as his weapon
Same lies and alibis, nice try
Had me thinkin' your ass was the nice guy
I should have left when shit weren't right
Cause all we did was fuss and fight all night
And when that wasn't happening, you were either rapping
With your boys in front room tryin' to be cool (Fool!)
You never took a day to make this thing last
And that's exactly why I left yo' ass, it was...
[Chrorus]
[Verse 3]
Now I'm back with this nigga that don't give a fuck
Rollin' his 89 Nissan truck
Rocks in his socks, tryin' to make a knock
Beepers goin' off from them hoochies on his jock
Dealin' with stress plus everyday drama
And the fact he still live with his Mama
But I'm the type of girl that's down for my nigga
The evryday life of a hoodster's wife (Mr Good Stuff)
One more strife, bound to get live
But I ain't trippin', he's the type I like
Now tricks don't even worry speakin up on mine
He ain't on that side of town cause he don't cross those lines
I find it hard to believe, I've been spending time
On my back, sipping yak, smoking fat ass sacks, in fact
I don't mind, he's all I need
Seven days of the week it's the same routeine
[Chorus]
Hey... Oh oh
Just the same ol' thang... Monday through Saturday
[Chorus]
Stay showing loving to my hustlers and thugs
And this is for the righteous, only for the righteous
Stay with your man baby this is
For the righteous only for the righteous
[Verse 1]
Niggaz never understand the game, I got it mapped out
I'm like seven eleven, don't crapped out
Never been a mask out, ride to riches
This game is vicious, understand how the rhymes are wicked
Before we kick it, let's get some understandin' boo
You won't be foolin' me cuz I be schoolin' you
Now I'm sittin' here listen to ya chit and all that
How ya Sprewells spin and ya crib is fat
Forget about that, I ain't really trippin' on that
Cuz I done swam with bigger fish, fucked with bigger cats
Yeah I ain't reall on that, don't condone that
I don't own that, I don't really know
That's out the game I just came to have a good time
Shit's changed it's still the same
You niggaz know my name
You niggaz know my name
Tell 'em Pac
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm down with strictly jump so that means I'm more than you can handle
Hot, I'm hotter than the wax from a candle
Yeah that's right keeps my microphone companion
Lyrics full of knowledge, truth, and understandin'
Hot beats rappin' is my only recreation
Retire, you must be one some kind of medication
Why, because I never loosen up my mic grip
Drugs, no because I'm livin' on the right tip
Sex, only with my man because I love him
Babies, impossible we always use a rubber
Bored, rarely cuz I keep myself busy
Scratch, nah I leave the cuttin' up to dizzy
Dizzy, yeah that's my DJ he's the greatest
Word, nah he just payin' me to say this
The most cultivatin' treasure
Thanks, your welcome, signed to it's my pleasure
[Chorus]
[Yo-Yo speaking]
You know when I first met Tupac
We were both on the road, both new on the road
I was with Ice Cube, he was with Digital Underground
The first time I met a young brother who had so much power then
You know, we were on the road for a long time together
I had the oppotunity to dream with Tupac
Before his dreams became a reality
He used to always talk about music, you know
And I'm just so happy, so thankful to be a part of this project
It touches my heart to be able to give something back
[Chrous: Yo Yo & MC Lyte]
One for the cutie, two for the cutie with the big D...
One for the cutie, two for the cutie with the big D...
One for the cutie, two for the cuite with the big D
Three for the cutie with the big D with money
You got it goin' on honey
Now we'd just like to know how low can you go?
[Verse 1]
[Lyte] I keep 'em on lock down, but I gets around
He can tie me up I be damned to let him tie me down
Doin' what I like, when I want, where I please
Keep a nigga in check, cause they be in my cheese
[Yo Yo] Yeah I know what you mean, my nigga's on some ol' mafia shit
He need a gangsta chick, he love to trick
But I be damned if I let him play me
He'll be home and I beleive me, he know this bitch'll get crazy
[Lyte] Yeah, I can recall havin' to haul off and slap a punk
Named Sam who tried to play me like a chump
But for real though, you can't be too slow
When you messin' wit' them quick, slick, trickin' negroes
[Yo Yo] Well uh... If I get done I'ma come like the mackstrees
It's the Y O to the Y O tell 'em jack this
Always talkin' 'bout he'll never leave ya
Only wanna please ya, down on your bend-n'knees-a
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
[Yo Yo] Uh, baby had body like nobody I know
I don't know how he thought he was fadin' Yo Yo
[Lyte] Is that so? I couldn't tell, he looked thick as hell
Semmed like he'd break the bars off a jail cell
[Yo Yo] Well Lyte you don't know how wrong you are
You see the nigga was so fat he couldn't fit in my car
But it's all love, I ain't trippin'
I just booted his ass and kept dippin', listen
[Lyte] Well now, me, myself, I like 'em tall slim and slender
Keepin' me warm with hot sex in the winter
Cause out the door, is like a freezer
In-a my house I keep 'em warm like a heater
[Yo Yo] Well... I like 'em nice and thick, with more dollars than sense
Don't need releationships, just true to this
I want a man that's taller, a shot-caller
Like a baller, instead of a yes-yes-y'aller
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Lyte] Rain or shine, I'ma get mine without no delay
I keep 'em on reserve and take 'em off of the display
Treat him like a Doc', better believe he's on call
And when I hit him on the headpiece like yes-yes-y'all
[Yo Yo] I remember wakin' up with this cuties in bed
The last words he said was 'Don't forget to call me'
Damn, I shouldn't have did it, now I ain't with it
I hope he wasn't lookin' for a commitment, damn
[Lyte] I keeps it on the real, baby I moves slow
And if you ready to push in the bush then you gots to go
On the first date, brother you gots to wait
And it's worth your while, some say I'm the all time great
[Yo Yo] Well... I treat 'em like fleas on my collar
Pick 'em by the hour, cutie with big D's and dollars
Dressed in Versace or Polo, you never know
Question is, how low can you really go?
[Chorus]
[Yo Yo & MC Lyte]
One for the cutie, two for the cutie
Three for the cuties with the big D's and money
One for the cuite, two for the cutie with the big D...
One for the cutie, two for the...
Three for the... Oh yeah
One for the money, two for the cutie
And three for the cuties, and the money with the...
The everything, with everything that it takes, (Ha ha ha)
"There are a few things I wanna explain to you..
and I'll try to define, to the best of my ability"
"Mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!"
"I'ma tell you one more thing;
and won't tell y'all nothin else"
"Mama.."
[Yo-Yo]
Growin up was crazy, in my days we got our ass kicked
Mama didn't play no ? cause talkin back is foul play
She had her own way of gettin across, which was a belt of steel
She'd tell us from the work we could all but kneel
Gettin nasty in front of guests was the way she'd like to do it
She'll say straighten your shit up, or you can stop em from comin
And yo guys knew what time it was, even they was checked
I got a down ass mama ("that's right") mama don't take no mess
Now shit got hectic, cause mama was tipped
She'll tell you in a minute don't let your mouth get yo' ass whipped
Mama did it all by herself, King and Queen of this house
Yellin, "I want my Daddy" would get your ass thrown out
Now when it came to partyin, moms got wild
Don't nuttin get old but clothes, and they come back as styles
("that's right.. that's right") Yo, I got a down ass mama
"Mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Can you dig it?"
[Yo-Yo]
Beings it was all girls, shit was always missing
from panties to makeup, if it was gone then she was bitchin
She wants to know, "Who's been in the house?" I said no company
Checkin her dresser sayin, "What happened to my money?"
If it was on then it was on, cause money don't walk
Somebody better talk, find the stuff she done lost
I got my butt whooped for everything I did wrong
And it was ON, cause niggaz kept playin on my phone
Don't let moms go to a conference and the teacher confess
Man I'm tell you, mama don't take no mess
Why watch me go down, fight to keep it goin
but really not knowin cause the truth is what they're showin
You don't have a friend, friends come and go is what she'll say
Never tell your deepest secret, you'll get hurt that way
Love is a game, and it's okay if you play
But they're dogs dressed as men, tryin to be your friend
and baby watch out, don't take a step unless you know which way you're goin
Times are gettin lonely but I'll be a honey
I'll never leave ya, believe that love is in the air
No matter what you done, moms'll be there
I got a down ass mama
"Mama don't take no mess!"
"Because I'm aware that you have to use what you have
to get what you want. This is the reason I'm asking
you to tighten up your shit. Be proud of your black
body and use it. That's your natural gift, so girls
use it. But you got to get yo' shit together!"
"Mama don't take no mess!"
"I'm beggin you please do like I told you"
[Yo-Yo]
Moms, didn't play the okey-doke, oke can get choked, huh
Fuck around and get yo' neck broke
Tellin your friends, "Hold up, wait man, moms'll let me go"
Walk in the house and mom straight say NO!
The type of moms to whup you in the store if she hasta
Just to let you know, you're the child, she's the master
Livin it to the fullest, playin 40 like she's 20 y'know
Some old tricks from a young pro
Brought up in a church house, and every Sunday was a must
When moms couldn't make it, we rode the church bus
Don't say you couldn't fade it, cause that was plannin yo' week
No church, no runnin the streets G! ("That's right")
We didn't neglect our chores, that was number one
For thirty on the dot, we was on the run
She used to pull up at the dance, have the DJ to call us out
After two o'clock, wasn't no hangin out
Sometimes she waited in the batterram or stood at the front do'
People used to ask what she came fo'
Hell wasn't nuttin get close, moms was loc, no joke
("Right on!)" I got a down ass mama
"Mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!" "Mmmm, mmm, mmm"
"Mama.. mama don't take no mess!"
"Get them drive-by shooters out of my living room
and off my couch. You know we expecting company!"
"Is that it? I gotta go."
IBWC's in the house, fool
And Yo-Yo about to rock this muthafucka
And I'm sendin this out to all my homies in the west coast
Yo-Yo, kick that!
(Come on)
IBWin wit my CREWin
(Come on)
(Get down, get down, get down)
[VERSE 1]
Back once again, rushin yo ass like a green light
Yo-Yo's back and puttin up another mean fight
Booty still packin, crates takin care of kickin terror
True to the game, fakin never
You know I'm from the Lench Mob, so I'll scrub if I have to
Beatin fools down, stompin em in the ground
See, hoes be gettin mad, tryin to step to the Yo-Yo
Because they man be at em blowin kisses at my photo
See, I'll hang yo ass by a tree
Gettin chopped while your neck snap at 3
Scot free, a psycho's on the loose, and if you haven't seen me
It's cause I wreck shit and disappear like a genie
A beanie is what the girlies wear when we're mobbin
IBWin, true fuckin crewin, you threw in the towel
When I started walkin the road to styles
Leavin dead bodies for miles and miles
Yeah, come on
(Come on)
IBWin wit my CREWin
(Come on)
(Get down, get down, get down)
[VERSE 2]
Creepin like a tagger, got my stripes and I'm golden
Pop my JVC in my deck, and now I'm rollin
Oh and, if you didn't know that I be blowin
Dope funk tracks back to back, and they so fat
Dealin with a gangster man who's got a gangster plan
For those who don't understand
My motto's just like the lotto's:
Gotta say fuck it and make may ducats
Stayin on the d-l, so when you see me later, alligator
I'll be out a while, crocodile
Gettin real funky on my shit for nine-trey
From the west to the east with my homies fade away
I can rock you harder than the ave'
So don't be mad if I smash this beat through your monkey ass
I'm just IBWin with my crew and
Doin what we doin, this is how we do it
Come on
(Come on)
IBWin wit my CREWin
(Come on)
(Get down, get down, get down)
[VERSE 3]
I cop a little beat for the Yo to come off on
Anyway you ride it, you still can get your flow on
So listen while I g-o and break some niggas' ego
Yo-Yo be rippin shit, but you don't hear me though
It's one of those Saturdays, and we're hangin
Rollin 7 deep in my homie's station wagon
Lookin all faded, eyes redder than a apple
Stop at 7-11 cause Chenee want a snapple
Eyes all redded from the Thai, grab some ??? for the eye
Huh, cause everybody's high
Dressed in our best K-Swiss, and yes, oh yes
With the munchies, but ain't nobody got no munchie money
Just headed to the mall, so we can clown like we're doin it
They wanna know, tell em we're IBWin
Just chillin, chillin and we're willin
And if you didn't know, we got that feelin
(Come on)
IBWin wit my CREWin
(Come on)
[Chorus]
How can I be down with you, baby boo
How can I be down, I be down, with you [x2]
[Verse 1]
[Yo Yo] What's up baby can I have this moment to speak
Like I told you my flava's so sweet you can eat
[Ruff Dogg] Shit, feel my heart beat
Plus you got my meat, harder than concrete
[Yo Yo] Well don't be shy, slide me the number to your pis-ager
I see that you a player with them four plaits in your hair
[Ruff Dogg] Oh yeah, you got it, put it in your pocket
Ain't no use to me frontin' I'ma stop it
[Yo Yo] Oh is that right, I love a young tender
I'll give you something to remember, enter
[Ruff Dogg] My life and soul it seems
Damn Y-O, you just don't know what you doin' to me
[Yo Yo] Poppy, what I'm doin', what you mean?
I've been this way ever since I was thirteen
[Ruff Dogg] I feel like a king so where's my crown
[Both] What's up baby boo how can I be down?
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
[Ruff Dogg] Let's parlé, we canhave beautiful times together
Make love to old music and make beautiful rhymes together
[Yo Yo] So let's do whatever's clever, baby boo
They say we can't mix business with pleasure
[Ruff Dogg] Oh but however, never say never
The love that I show, Y-O, you's best-ts treasure
[Yo Yo] So poppy, you really wanna be down
I'll be your queen, and here's your cris-own
[Ruff Dogg] You can be the 10, and I'll be the 9
And if I was from Oakland I'd say you was hella fine
[Yo Yo] Hey Ruff, you kinda cool, and I like your flow
And plus I want some brown sugar like I was D'Angelo
[Ruff Dogg] So let's come together, like cheeks
I'm down to ride, the new Bonnie & Clyde
[Yo Yo] Well get it where you want it, baby I like your sound
What's up Ruff Dogg, how can I be down?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Yo Yo] So, you won't be playin' no games with me (No)
I wanna keep it real and raise a family?
[Ruff Dogg] See Yo, I know how you feel
We could have a couple of kids and lounge with a couple of Mill
[Yo Yo] I mean look, you're kinda cool you make me giggle and laugh
How many kids you wanna have?
[Ruff Dogg] A whole stash, having moet bubble baths
Nothing but good love up to grab
[Yo Yo] I wan't a boy and girl, so we can kick it tough
A little Y-O, and plus a little Ruff
[Ruff Dogg] See it's all cool, we can do what you wanna do
Meeting a freak like you is something I always wanted to do
[Yo Yo] Look baby you know me, I ain't shy
Flossy green eyes and I want you cause you're so fly
[Ruff Dogg] See brother's playa-hatin' the flow
Can't see Ruff Dogg messin' with Y-O to the Y-O
[Yo Yo] Tell them niggas get in where they fit in coz I got mine
And you can be down baby all the time
[Ruff Dogg] I wanna be down (That's Right)
I can't get clowned (That won't happen baby)
[INTRO]
Excuse me
Due to the fact you spend sleepless nights in the company of no one
Holding on to a pillow, waiting for a phone call from your man
Saying he'll be late again
The question is:
Is he out there working to make himself a better brother?
[Yo-Yo]
Ah-ah, I tell you what it is:
Girl, you're gettin played like a sucker!
(Don't be)
This is for the men who like to dog women
And this is for the women who like to get dogged by men
And this is for Ice Cube and Jinx
Because those brothers know they some dogs
Here's a message to the ladies
Married, single and even the ones with babies
Listen to YoYo once again
As I conversate about ways of men
In your life, girl, keep an open mind
And you'll find a lie in each and every line
They say, "Hah, sure we're from the new school"
What I'm tryin to say is, girl, don't be no fool
(Don't be)
(Don't be) [x3]
(Stand up and fight
for your rights)
Girl, you're gettin played like a sucker
I know it's none of my business
But what the hell is this?
Lettin a guy get the best of you?
But here we go, YoYo is to the rescue
Cause you see, I'm more than a softie
I'm here to open your eyes, so you can smell the coffee
Guys ain't nothin but dirt
And they'll flirt with anything dressed in a mini-skirt
You know your man's cheatin while you're sleepin
He's leavin your side to start creepin
But you pretend like you don't see the man
I heard love is blind - but damn..
You can read it in brailles and still tell without a bright light
That somethin ain't right
You kow that he's sleepin with this girl and that girl
I even saw your man with a fat girl
But you know, two can play at that game
He's got another on the side, do the same
Bein in love is cool (true)
But I'ma tell you like this: girl, don't be no fool
(Don't be)
(Don't be) [x3]
(Stand up and fight
for your rights)
Hey Denise, girl, how you doin, how you - wait
Wait a minute -
Homegirl, what's up with the black eye?
(Ehm - I fell) Hah, now that's a damn lie
The man you got is just bad for your health
You can lie to me, but not to yourself
So when you gonna leave him?
(But he says that he loves me) Hah, and you believe him?
(Yeah) And then you let him sock you? (hm-hm)
And after he says I'm sorry you let him knock you?
Get rid of that sucker, girl, pick a winner
Instead of gettin beat by a chicken dinner
You ain't supposed to be hit (you're right)
And any man that hits a girl ain't shit
I'm tryin to tell you, but I thought you knew it
Cause right about now you're goin stupid for cupid
But cupid ain't the ones gettin knocked around
Socked around by a low-down clown from uptown
So what you're gonna do to the creep?
If I was you, I would wait until he fall asleep
And I'd show him what time it is
Tie him down and his behind is mine
Show him he can get beat before you beat it
Tell him to treat you the way you wanna be treated
If that don't work, break out of your door
But don't certainly let him hit you, girl, don't be no fool
(Yeah, the IBWC is like in here!
But YoYo got somethin else to say)
Nowadays I guess men just think they can take advantage of a woman
But that's when you have to come in and show the man
If he can't get none of you
You're just a woman just like he a man
Here's a message to the ladies
Married, single and even the ones with babies
Listen to YoYo once again
As I conversate about ways of men
In your life, girl, keep an open mind
And you'll find a lie in each and every line
They say, "Hah, sure we're from the new school"
What I'm tryin to say is, girl, don't be no fool
(Don't be)
(Don't be) [x3]
Don't be no fool
(Don't be)
(Don't be) [x3]
Girl... don't be no fool
Brother, you have to protect and respect the black woman
(On a serious tip)
[VERSE 1]
Forget Wonder Woman, she's a trick
Workin around in red, white and blue
The girl is through
Another superhero comin atcha
But much blacker
Yo-Yo, better known as Cleopatra
And when shit gets mental
In South Central
Please, could you bust the instrumental?
Givin you a migrane
Is it a bird or a plane or Soul Train?
Funky like Coltrane
Never do the same-old thing
Swoop down to the rescue
Girl, don't be no fool
Cause it's cool to be in love with a brother
But nigga, make sure you wear a glove when you love her
Cause you'll fall flat, and ain't none of that poppin
Ain't no panties droppin, ain't no hoe-hoppin
And homeboys, you need help too
Forget the red and the blue, what the hell's up with you?
You and your crew rather shoot me down when I come around
Now the sheriff's got your ass countied down
Gettin they clown on, got you in the backseat
Cause you claimed the other man and street
Say you all that, but throw the gat when they come atcha
But here comes Cleopatra
[VERSE 2]
I see a lot of brothers gettin arrested
Cause my neighborhood's infested
With the crack and the cocaine
Who's the mack with the no-name?
Is it Bush or Quayle
See, somethin smell fishy
And it ain't Miss Pretty
Who lives up the block
A pussy full of cock
8 months knocked, and still hits the rock
Had a baby that's addicted to crack
Dumb trick, you can get a smack for that
I don't defend no girl that's dumb
I don't like no brothers tryin to get none
Cause no, no, no, you're not humpin me
I'm not dumb like Prissy on '3's Company'
I know how to catch a male
And not watchin those shows called _Sally Jesse Raphael_
Intelligent black woman
With the plats, and I'm black
Get off my bra-strap
[VERSE 3]
I hate a young brother that's sexist
Cause they got a Lexus
But I'm large as Texas
Say what I gotta say, do what I gotta do
Rollin with the IBWC crew
Now they trollin me to
Do another song like 'You Can't Play With My Yo-Yo'
Don't they know that was done before?
I checked it, wrecked it
Never butt-naked
Down with the Lench Mob, but wait a second
'Mama didn't take no mess' when I was a kid
And thank God that she never did
Cause I figure I'd be bigger in the front
Waitin for a check every month
Watchin _All My Children_, livin in a motel
With all my real children, all bad as hell
Life is great when you ain't Section 8
But if you are, keep strivin, livin and survivin
Do the right thing, and no one could match ya
[Ice Cube] Got me a down ass girl on my team
With an infa-red beam...
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
There go the niggas I'm supposed to meet
We gon' do this, Yo Yo slide me the heat
Knew they was punks from my very first glance
Shakin' niggas hands, waitin' for a chance
Do you got the yey, what the motherfuckers say
Right this way
In they trunks, super ??? about six
Lookin' like bricks, do I got the chips?
Hell yaeh, in the back of my Elco
Can we rock wit' you, I said hell no
Yo Yo, see my fo'fo'? grab it
About to let these motherfuckers have it
Walk back with my strap, gas on my chest
Let me get a taste test
Tongue got numb, then I said Fuck That!
This a motherfuckin' jack...
Thinking of a master plan [x3: w/ adlibs]
[Verse 2: Yo Yo]
I saw the homie pull his strap
I knew we dealin' with badge
Up in the hoopdie, pop the trunk
And started to blast... mad
You know fools snatching cabbage and dough
That's how it is, dealin' with loc's
Fuck what you heard, act like you know
Ain't no witness, just tryin' to let you know
Lay the fool, straight up, face down like five-o
Ride wit' six birds, this ain't no joke
The murder scene was a deal gone bad
We popped the fools and took everything they had
Now the only thing to do is get away
Cops are on our ass, dude should I blast?
Snatched the heat from under the seat
Roll down the windows to let 'em have it
Fuckin' with this bad mamma-jam-it
Yeah, I threw this shit in reverse
Grab a nine, by my side
Who ride? Bonnie & Clyde, nigga...
Thinking of a master plan [x3: w/ adlibs]
[Verse 3: Yo Yo & Ice Cube]
[Cube] Run, run, run, from the ghetto pigeon
It's all mathematic, weavin' outa traffic
That's the shit I be hatin', when these fuckin' daton's
Get to Ice-Skating
Yo Yo, back seat driving, shut the fuck up
[Yo Yo] You shut the fuck up, learn how to drive
[Cube] Ninety-ninety-five, Bonnie & Clyde
Wanted dead or alive
Tryin' to jump out the LAPD
Headin' up Century, fuck the Penatentiary
Wanna get my shit, I'ma click it
Knew the job was fucked up when I took it
[Yo Yo] Shit is scandelous
Ninety-five, latest mobster
Shit don't stop, still bustin' out the coppers
Nine in my lap, a fo'fo' when I ride
Still bedin' corners, bout to hit the East side
Straight who-ridin', Bonnie & Clyde 'n
All the way live from the West side
With plan B to perfect, have to do what's next
Hopped out that bitch with the quickness
You know it's all business
Robbin', Stealin', Killin' and Wheelin' [x4: w/ adlibs]
Take, take that Motherfuckers...
(Robbin'...) Take that... (Stealin'..) Take that...
(Robbin', Stealin'...) Take that...
Robbin', Stealin', Killin' and Wheelin'
[Intro]
Uh, uh, stop. Stop, don't...
Don't ever do that... No...
Because, I know if I let you it's gon' be all around town
And I just don't have my business sounding like that
You know what, you don't know how to keep no secret
I mean when this song is gon' be out, people are gonna know my sh's the bomb
And I'm not worried about that. Uh, uh, no, stop
Don't, don't, stop, stop. Aight, you gon' get yourself in some trouble
Alright let's do it...
[Verse 1]
Damn, this a trip I know he wanted to get at me
Jumped into my hoopdie wanna feel something ???
Knockin' for a head of this bump...
Flava I give it to him now if he don't tell later
Patience baby, don't rush, it's been too long and I just can't give it up
It's vigin material, gotta watch what I'm doin'
I can't hand it to everyone just because they rulin'
But I let you cause I sweat you and your style is unique
You just don't have your business all in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take you for a ride around my way, okay
[Chorus: Teena Marie]
All you do is push it in, then you push it out
That's the dance we call the push
If you got it let me hear you shout [x2]
...Push out, and, push out, and, push out, and push out, and in
Go 'head, go 'head let your body work
Go 'head let your body jerk
[Verse 2]
Hot of the wax, wait till you hit the back
The B-Side is the bomb, word to Mom...
Check the material, juicy like cereal
'95 flava, a year later...
You know it's poppin and ain't no stoppin' my beat
The techniques you use are those of a freak
Sit back and observe, right next to the kerb
Gettin' it on, Daddy got nerve...
You know I let cause I sweat you and your style is unique
You just don't have your business all in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take you for a ride around my way, okay
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Be honest with me when it's done
Don't be callin' me Mommy if I ain't number one
Aight son, what you think, tell me if this shit stinks
So let you here before we hit the streets
Do I... have enough funk in my trunk
To make a fella do right or make a fella do wrong
Was it better from the back on every track
I won't be offended if you say this shit is wack
See, you know I let you cause I sweat you and your style is unique
You just don't have your business all in the street
So people, slide it in and press play
Let me take for a ride around my way, okay
[Intro]
Black Pearl, Precious little girl
Let me lift you up where you belong
[Verse 1]
Comin at'cha, can you feel what I'm feelin'
Some soul sister need some natural healing
Gifted but shifted, so come follow me
Cause I'ma take you on a sister to sister journey
Run to get mine, better get 'fore they grab it
Like cold pepsi-cola, gotta say I gots-ta have it
Stayin back too long, when you really got it goin' on
It ain't nothing wrong with being strong, but you don't hear me though
[Chorus]
Black Pearl, Precious little girl
Let me lift you up where you belong
Black Pearl, Precious little girl
You've been in the background much too long
[Verse 2]
Now, all my sisters with the bangles, tryin' on earings
Tryin shopping with the Fendi's and ain't got a penny
High school drop-out, only sixteen like she don't know no better
Don't think it's a crime, cause nobody's there to tell her
Life is scarce, if you don't take a chance you're losin honey
The streets'll be the only place you make your money
Let's get it together, that's the price you have to pay
And if you live for the streets you'll see a better day
One nation, under the groove, we got it open
If we'd just learn to stick together, you know what I mean?
Stop killin' each other, learn to love each other
For the sake of a mother and a brother
Run to get mine, better get 'fore they grab it
Like cold pepsi-cola, gotta say I gots-ta have it
Stayin back too long, when you really got it goin' on
It ain't nothing wrong with being strong, but you don't hear me though
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
What I'm kickin ain't no joke, you better listen up
Black black pressure, and pretty black pearl
Yeah, I done been around the world and it's still all the same
Everybody's still got a little shame in they game
Scared to admit, well here's something you can lean on
Hum the chorus to this song...
It's a lot of strings attched don't let him play you like a buppy
You gotta stay above it or your just like the rest of 'em
Following some dry-ass dream, scared to move on and be more than you friends
Self-motivation, for your self-motivate set the two
Black Pearl's dedicated from Yo to you
Run to get mine, better get 'fore they grab it
Like cold pepsi-cola, gotta say I gots-ta have it
Stayin back too long, when you really got it goin' on
Now tell me what's wrong with being strong
[VERSE 1]
Shit is gettin hectic now, can you feel it?
Los Angeles done got so scandalous
It might be a nice visit
But you wouldn't wanna live here
Cause some be so hungry
They at each other's throat, just for a c-note
And wouldn't give a fuck if it was just a buck
Because the value of life is at rock bottom
And now I'm seein brothers fall like it was autumn
Caught him lax, end up maxin in a trunk dead
With a slug in his head, and he stink like a skunk
Now that's a goddamn shame
When life don't mean a thing
And brothers'd rather bang
And go out backwards, and catch a bullet for they set
Doin life, and ain't even 18 yet
And it's never too late to retaliate
Black-on-black crime, it equals our time
In the land of opportunity, which is ironic
Brothers can't find a job, so they sell the chronic
And get you hooked on it like phonics
That's '92 black economics
Or go army, and be all you can never be
In the 'home of the brave', land of the never-free
Asiatic black man and woman, I'm curious
Shit, it ain't never that serious
Cause that's worldwide genocide
I can't count the amount of black men that died
(1, 2, 3...)
Every since I was a juvenile
Damn, another day, another funeral
It's just a few good men
(1-2-3)
(I'm gon'...)
(...See what these black men are all about)
It's just a few good men
[VERSE 2]
Seems like it's just a few good men left
I know I can find me one, but hold your breath
Cause most niggas is scared of a revolution
And they may as well be douchin
Cause if you ain't part of the solution
Sweetheart, you're part of the problem
So I've come a long-ass way
Baby, and maybe the homegirl don't play
But that's more than I can say for the opposite sex
That's wearin these X hats
And won't even bust a grape for the cause
Just flappin they jaws
Mr. Too Black Too Strong
Nigga, you got it all wrong
If you think the war ain't on
So who's down to put the work in?
Wave your hands, we just need a few good men
(1-2-3)
(Do you wanna see...)
(...What these black men are all about)
Just a few good men
(Do you wanna see...)
(...What these black men are all about)
[VERSE 3]
So Yo-Yo wanna know what you stand fo'
Money, fame, or game, or some hoe
Everything but the right thing
(Goddamn)
That's why you're gettin stretched out like kite string
In the penitentiary with no hope
They say the devil is dope
Over 500'000 is housin in American prisons
But then, who really listens?
To the plea of a negro
It's just: "Yeah, we know, we know..."
And girl, don't you be no fool, either
And get to thinkin that you won't be the
Next Twana, or better yet Latasha
God bless the child that's gettin wild
So if you're a real black man, let me hear you shout
(Whoaw!) And don't punk out
(1-2-3)
(I'm gon'...)
(...See what these black men are all about)
It's just a few good men
(1-2-3)
(instumental)
Slumber my darling
Thy mother is near
Guarding they dreams
From all terror and fear
Sunlight has past
And the twilight has gone
Slumber my darling
The night’s coming on
Sweet visions attend they sleep
Fondest dearest to me
While others their revels keep
I will watch over thee
Slumber my darling
The birds are at rest
Wandering dews
By the flowers are caressed
Slumber my darling
I’ll wrap thee up warm
Pray that the angels
Will shield thee from harm
Slumber my darling
Til morn’s blushing ray
Brings to the world
The glad tidings of day
Fill the dark void
With thy dreaming delight
Slumber thy mother
Will guard thee tonight
Thy pillow shall sacred be
From all outward alarm
Thou thou art the world to me
In thy innocent charms
Slumber my darling
The birds are at rest
Wandering dews
By the flowers are caressed
Slumber my darling
I’ll wrap thee up warm
Pray that the angels
Will shield thee from harm
pääsin alkuun uuden valtatien
sen pauhu sai mut henkiin heräämään
mutta mistä kaikki alkoi ja mihin kaikki jää
tämän jälkeen saanko koskaan enää maistaa elämää
mä säästän kliseet huomiseen
ja tämän päivän elän uudelleen
mä en kauneudelle velkaa haluu olla milloinkaan
taas aika näyttää mitä elämä mulle eteen kuljettaa
sillä ei voi elää rakkaudesta
ei voi elää vapaudesta
niistä voi vain tulla humalaan
ei voi elää nuoruudesta
ei voi elää hulluudesta
niistä voi vain tulla humalaan
niistä voi vain tulla humalaan
voi olla että pelkään kuolemaa
mut mä otan kaikki irti mitä täältä saa
mutta mistä kaikki alkoi ja mihin kaikki jää
tämän jälkeen saanko koskaan enää maistaa elämää
pääsin alkuun uuden valtatien
sen pauhu sai mut henkiin heräämään
ja vaikka kauneus saakin mun pääni kääntymään
kun kaikki muuttuu, ehkä huomiseen ei kauneus säilykään
* send corrections to the typist
[Ice Cube]
Yo Jinx man, we gotta find somebody thats down for hers, man
All these girls simple man, who you think fit the category?
[Yo-Yo]
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about uprights upliftin the woman
For that are superior to handle by any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, and any show
And if you ask my producers that we fly and you know
(Chorus: repeat 2x, Ice Cube)
You can't play with my Yo-Yo
'Don't try to play me out, don't try to play me out'
[Verse 1]
My name is Yo-Yo, I'm not a ho
I like to flow so swift, its got to be a gift
So yo, let the beat lift, as I rip and rhyme
And rap and slap all the girls who came to dap
To the fact I get the 8-ball, or the jam
The earrings I wear are called dophins
Check the booty, yo its kinda soft and
If you touch, you livin in a coffin(word to mother)
I'm in the 90s, your still in the 80s right
I rock the mic, they say I'm not lady like
But I'ma lady, who will pull a stunt though
I kill suckas, and even hit the block
So what you wanna do?
Ya must play it wrong(ay yo)
Cause to me, you simply can't get none
You wetter, then a hotter ho in snow
Tell em Ice Cube,
(Ice Cube)
No, you can't play with my Yo-Yo
Suckas
(Chorus: 2x)
(Ice Cube)
Whats yo name baby?
[Verse 2]
Thats right, my name is Yo-Yo, but know I'm not a dunkin
As I rap, chilly chill bringin the funk and
I steal yo man, as if he was a hawk and
He'll call me baby, yo, or even pumpkin
I may be buttercup, or even Ms.Yo
We had dinner, and know we drinkin Cisco
Hit the slow jams, its gettin cosy
Your home alone, so now you gettin nosy
Your kinda young, so of course you had to call replace
Hang up in my face, its a sad case
So who ya man dippin the dollars, what
Yup, for puttin lipstick on his collar
At home, hes gotta listen to ya holla
But he'll slap ya, and sock ya, so why bother?
But if you come knockin at my do'(ay yo)
I'll smoke you, tell em Ice
(Ice Cube)
You can't play wit my Yo-Yo, sucka
(Chorus: 2x)
(Ice Cube)
Fool, 1990 and stand sucka free, yeah
Tell em whats up
*Yo-Yo Rhyming Over Females Voice As She Did Earlier In The Song*
Yo, I hope you realize one day
That ya week is Monday threw Sunday
So listen to my Y-O, heres my bio
And next to me, ha, your not fly yo
Ya lack skills to be a woman thats black
Fake hair in the back, plus green contacts
Yo-Yo, is just tryna to stop ya
Because the world ain't a big soap opera
It only takes one punch to drop ya
And then the I.B.W.C. will come mob ya
But no, I'm not livin like that first
Although I pack, a real small gat in my purse(right, right)
But no, its not to cause corruptions
Just to fight back on the structions
Just thought you wanna know about the Y-O-Y-O
Yo, should I tell em Ice
(Ice Cube)
They know what time it is
(Chorus: 2x)
(Ice Cube)
Yo-Yo, the brand new intelligent black lady
Stompin to the 90s!
For all y'all suckas
Aye Jinx, I knew they couldn't fade it
You Can't play wit my Yo-Yo
[Verse 3]
The simple to a methaphor, make someone to yell on
To keep it at a latest while they're yellin, 'more, more!'
I am very versatile, changin my ways to diffrent styles
Knowledge is the key, expense is for my backround
Label me as a woman, and sometimes I feel imperior
Follow me on the hands of time, makes no man superior
Should we jam and take the stand, and disback all the
Men who know no more the slang, slang
And thinks wit his ding-a-ling?
I think its time that we defeat
And stand on our on two feet
If we wanna live wit justice and harmony
How many more rounds must I go
In order to let my people know
Times were hard, things have changed
'Don't try to play me out'
{*female singing*}
Ladyyyyyyyy('don't try to play me out')
Yayyyy, yay hey('don't try to play me out)
Yay, yay, yay, yay
(The Mothership Connection)
[VERSE 1]
There's no way you can skip the subject
You move your hips to this cause you love it
Admire it
And I'm the one who inspired it
It's the YoYo
This isn't a promo
Come on down, so you can play _The Price is Right_
I get twice as nice, I'ma get nice tonight
Get with this, dig the style and the lecture
Feel the texture and you can see how it affects the
[???] applies the plans and pan it left to right
And then a close up
I get the most of
A style, so focus on the one who broke the barrier
I'm preparin ya
Illustratin many ways of tearin the
Mic, rippin it, put a clip in it
Load the ammo, let it slam when I be kickin it
Stick it in your Jeep or your Benzo
It's in so
Deep you can bet
YoYo never break a sweat
Quiet is kept
But you thought that you had enough
Problems, withstand me
You must go to plan b
Shake away and break away and take away
A brother who fold
So make way for the Motherlode
[VERSE 2]
Here's a piece or a chunk of the funkiness
You can't understand how a sister came up with this
Style
That's so wild
It leaves you shiverin and danglin
From the way that I be stranglin
MC's and take their breath away literally
Many step up but they can't get a bit of me
MC's dash light like this is their last night
On Earth, but they get turned out like a flash light
Don't consume this, it's toxic and poisonous
There's no need to bring all your girls to this
Cause I'll dis you and fry you on a skillet like a piece of pork
I don't care if you're from East New York
I don't flinch or move an inch cause this bitch
Is from LA, so make way for the monkey wrench
And fit it your program
I'm swoopin in the Mothership as if it was a Brougham
It's funk that's pumped to the top of the dome
And you can bet your last dollar on the fact that it's on
So admit you was taken by the storm
Of the form of the Motherlode
[VERSE 3]
You had to make way
So sit down and take a
Number
You was asleep and so you slumber
Silently
You can't match me or tie with me
There's a fungus among us
So don't try to tongue this
Phrase or speak it, try to freak it
It's unique cause I've got the secret
You're peekin eye for eye as I plan this
Open wide as I try to cram this
Microphone down your throat with forcefulness
You can't afford this, so write a report of this
Tell the world how I dissed and dismissed ya
And brought you turbulence, sort of like a twister
Sisters smother me and cover me and shower me with praises
For the way that I played ya
YoYo's a mother when it comes to the discovery of dopeness
So don't deliver any close
Any similar, any mine, any form, any shape, any tape
With the Street Knowledge label is a caper
Thought about a mother and a brother who's belligerent
Focus on a female, watch as I deliver it
Del the Homo Sapien and Jinx got the back of the Motherlode
Step to the front, so I could shove the load
Of shit you delivered up the ass where it came from
Straight to the rectum
That's what you expected of
(instumental)
(instumental)
(instumental)
Your love is like a picture
perfected for me
your never going to believe
all the great things I see
cause even when your wrong
I still see the good you do
You know I'll always love you
your love has been perfected
and given to me
your love is as pure as the air I breathe
and that is why when I'm in your arms
I know you are
picture perfect.
The depth of your love
is the most amazing thing anyone has given me
I know its further than only skin deep
you have brought magic to my life
and I know you are picture perfect
your love has been perfected
and given to me
your love is as pure as the air I breathe
and that is why when I'm in your arms
I know you are
picture perfect.
you gave me your love so willingly
I can't express what you mean to me
everythng is so real when I'm with you
and your love is
soooo picture perfect
your love has been perfected
and given to me
your love is as pure as the air I breathe
and that is why when I'm in your arms
I know you are
picture perfect.
your love has been perfected
and given to me
your love is as pure as the air I breathe
and that is why when I'm in your arms
I know you are
picture perfect.
(instumental)
[Intro: King Tee]
Yo, this is King Tee
I got my Home Girl Yo-Yo in the house
She wants to tell you about the St. Ides brew
You know what I'm sayin? !
Yo-Yo
[Yo-Yo:]
There's no way you can skip the subject
You drink St. Ides simply cause you love it
Admirin' it, and I'm the one who inspirin' it
St. Ides is in the house
Ladies, let's try this
Gets you in the mood, makes you wanna oohh
Girl, I'm tellin' you
Have your soul relax, you came or back around up
And you'll be goin' for six pack
Better than your ordinary
This what keeps you mellow honey
Drinkin' it on the open up, it's garanteed to save your money
Have you on the door, can't say no or why you add it
Grab some for Yo-Yo
There's nothin' to see, the super St.
St. Ides Malt liquor is the best in the streets G
[Outro: Yo-Yo]
Ha ha ha yeah, Yo-Yo
Stompin' through the 90s
Ladies, don't be afraid to go out there and tell your man:
Aiy look, you need a six pack
You know what I'm sayin? !
[Ice Cube]
Yo Jinx man, we gotta find somebody thats down for hers, man
All these girls simple man, who you think fit the category?
[Yo-Yo]
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about uprights upliftin the woman
For that are superior to handle by any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, and any show
And if you ask my producers that we fly and you know
[Chorus x2: Ice Cube]
You can't play with my Yo-Yo
"Don't try to play me out, don't try to play me out"
[Verse 1]
My name is Yo-Yo, I'm not a ho
I like to flow so swift, its got to be a gift
So yo, let the beat lift, as I rip and rhyme
And rap and slap all the girls who came to dap
To the fact I get the 8-ball, or the jam
The earrings I wear are called dophins
Check the booty, yo its kinda soft and
If you touch, you livin in a coffin(word to mother)
I'm in the 90s, your still in the 80s right
I rock the mic, they say I'm not lady like
But I'ma lady, who will pull a stunt though
I kill suckas, and even hit the block
So what you wanna do?
Ya must play it wrong(ay yo)
Cause to me, you simply can't get none
You wetter, then a hotter ho in snow
Tell em Ice Cube,
(Ice Cube)
No, you can't play with my Yo-Yo
Suckas
[Chorus: x2]
[Ice Cube]
Whats yo name baby?
[Verse 2]
Thats right, my name is Yo-Yo, but know I'm not a dunkin
As I rap, chilly chill bringin the funk and
I steal yo man, as if he was a hawk and
He'll call me baby, yo, or even pumpkin
I may be buttercup, or even Ms.Yo
We had dinner, and know we drinkin Cisco
Hit the slow jams, its gettin cosy
Your home alone, so now you gettin nosy
Your kinda young, so of course you had to call replace
Hang up in my face, its a sad case
So who ya man dippin the dollars, what
Yup, for puttin lipstick on his collar
At home, hes gotta listen to ya holla
But he'll slap ya, and sock ya, so why bother?
But if you come knockin at my do'(ay yo)
I'll smoke you, tell em Ice
(Ice Cube)
You can't play wit my Yo-Yo, sucka
[Chorus: x2]
[Ice Cube]
Fool, 1990 and stand sucka free, yeah
Tell em whats up
[Yo-Yo Rhyming Over Females Voice As She Did Earlier In The Song]
Yo, I hope you realize one day
That ya week is Monday threw Sunday
So listen to my Y-O, heres my bio
And next to me, ha, your not fly yo
Ya lack skills to be a woman thats black
Fake hair in the back, plus green contacts
Yo-Yo, is just tryna to stop ya
Because the world ain't a big soap opera
It only takes one punch to drop ya
And then the I.B.W.C. will come mob ya
But no, I'm not livin like that first
Although I pack, a real small gat in my purse(right, right)
But no, its not to cause corruptions
Just to fight back on the structions
Just thought you wanna know about the Y-O-Y-O
Yo, should I tell em Ice
(Ice Cube)
They know what time it is
[Chorus: x2]
[Ice Cube]
Yo-Yo, the brand new intelligent black lady
Stompin to the 90s!
For all y'all suckas
Aye Jinx, I knew they couldn't fade it
You Can't play wit my Yo-Yo
[Verse 3]
The simple to a methaphor, make someone to yell on
To keep it at a latest while they're yellin, "more, more!"
I am very versatile, changin my ways to diffrent styles
Knowledge is the key, expense is for my backround
Label me as a woman, and sometimes I feel imperior
Follow me on the hands of time, makes no man superior
Should we jam and take the stand, and disback all the
Men who know no more the slang, slang
And thinks wit his ding-a-ling?
I think its time that we defeat
And stand on our on two feet
If we wanna live wit justice and harmony
How many more rounds must I go
In order to let my people know
Times were hard, things have changed
"Don't try to play me out"
[female singing]
Ladyyyyyyyy("don't try to play me out")
Yayyyy, yay hey("don't try to play me out)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm rough, I kicks the stuff
That make you wanna take a fat puff
Of the chronic, I'm hooked on phonics
I'm hooked on beats, I'm hooked on blunts, I knock out fronts
And I'm bout as wicked as a wicked-ass witch from the west
So you and Toto better know that it's Yo-Yo
I'm cute, I loot, and if you dispute
Ice Cube taught a nigga how to shoot
Got mo' flavor than a lifesaver with a hole in the middle and
Shit'll hit the fan
If you don't let me get buckwild on the strap, eh
I turn into Cleopatra
Don't spend all day lookin for the third leg
But I ain't too proud to beg
Cause sometimes you gotta 'pump that hottie'
Fool, you better ask somebody
Ain't nobody tryin to look pretty, I gets busy
(You better ask somebody)
(Here we go, here we go)
[ VERSE 2 ]
It's 93, Yo-Yo grew a little bit wiser
(Still going) like an Energizer
Heat mizer, cause I light the phillies
Rich as the Beverly Hillbillies
I know the time cause I clock the cash
In raw-ass [???]
I can get mad as a mean guy
And on the other hand be sweet as a bean pie
Microphone fiend, I never had a hoe flex
But Shanté, trick, get the Kotex
Nappy-head hooker, don't got no ends
Been wack every since Roxanne's Revenge
Little dumb black girl
How in the hell you gon' come and dis a black pearl?
Now I gotta wetcha like John Gotti
Hoe, I'm a damn pro, you better ask somebody
[ VERSE 3 ]
Lookin for a 'soul brother straight from mecca'
But niggas try to play me like Woody Woodpecker
EdAd's, never needed knee pads, black
So hit the road, jack
Down with Tyson, hate Anita and Clarence
Reportin to the devil like parents
Ban rap, but still let the rock sell
Fire up the cocktail
Va-boom! Everyting blows up
When black folks rose up
Don't guess, yes, I blast your ass
Sufferin succotash!
L.A., New York, and my 'Motownphilly' friends
We gotta turn these Boys II Men
Naughty By Nature, cause by nature I'm naughty
Fool, you better ask somebody
[ Ice Cube: ]
Yeah
Yo-Yo, 199-Trey
Givin a knock-out punch
Street Knowledge, Ice Cube
All that's in the house
We in the house with my man QDIII
And that's how we do it
We got Bob behind the mutha-
Hey, I'm out this mutha-
{Shana}chorus
We hit the streets and we hustle all the cats that got
that doe
We hit the streets and smoke weed that's more than we
know
We hit the streets and talk trash while all the fye
cars pass
And we just wait till it's payday to hit the streets
that way
Yo-Yo:
Little mommy here with the two pieced dickies
Tryin to hustle some too well I'll give you some too
Now I'm tryin to put this game on the lock
The same on the lock
Let's put some game on the block
But anyway Shana call all yo girls
And I'ma call all my niggas
And let's cope this shit for real ya heard me
{Shana}chorus
We hit the streets and we hustle all the cats that got
that doe
We hit the streets and smoke weed that's more than we
know
We hit the streets and talk trash while all the fye
cars pass
And we just wait till it's payday to hit the streets
that way
Yo-Yo:
It's been a while since I been feenin for some pussy
But I don't want no regular kinda pussy
I want the kind you have to slap dat ass to get
But right now I gotta hustle dis shit
Before all da hustles get here
I just want my bread ya heard
{Shana}chorus
We hit the streets and we hustle all the cats that got
that doe
We hit the streets and smoke weed that's more than we
know
We hit the streets and talk trash while all the fye
cars pass
And we just wait till it's payday to hit the streets
that way
Shana:
I love the way you hustle on the streets
I love the way you talkin on the streets
I love the way you handle things on the streets
I like everything you do while we on the streets
{Shana}chorus
We hit the streets and we hustle all the cats that got
that doe
We hit the streets and smoke weed that's more than we
know
We hit the streets and talk trash while all the fye
cars pass
And we just wait till it's payday to hit the streets
Yo-Yo Song
Watching the ebb and flow of the tide
Searching the shore for somewhere to hide
Toes touch the water, feeling so brave
Riding along on the crest of a wave
CHORUS
I’m like a yo-yo yo-yo spinning around
Can’t get my feet on the ground
I’m like a yo-yo yo- yo spinning around
You’ve got my heart in your hands
Floating away with the clouds in the sky
Blinking the sunlight out of my eye
Picking a daisy and twirling it round
Counting to ten as the petals fall down
CHORUS
I’m like a yo-yo yo-yo spinning around
Can’t get my feet on the ground
I’m like a yo-yo yo-yo spinning around
You’ve got my heart in your hands
Bridge
You raise me up, I’m way up high
Like a bird flying up into the sky
Woah, ho, ho
(Woah, ho, ho)
Just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Woah, ho, ho
(Woah, ho, ho)
Just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Girl it's hard for me to see
How you got such a hold on me
First I'm up and then I'm down
Then my heart goes around and around
(Round and round)
Well, I'll bet you five dollars I'm the only fool
Who would climb up a string for you
Oh yeah, and need I say I can't break away
You control every little thing I do
I used to be a swinger
Until you wrapped me 'round your finger
Yeow, just like a yo yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Turnin', turnin' love keeps on burnin'
Like a fire in my heart when we're apart
But when we're back together
You keep changin' like the weather, whoops now
Oh yeah, like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Oh, just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Hear what he said
Like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Ow yeah, just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Oh, where I go, and what I do
Well, it all just depends on you
You build me up just to let me down
But I dare not to make a sound
'Cause I'm so afraid you will cast me away
Like a beat up, worn out toy
So I hold on tight with all my might
Just to be your lovin' boy, yeah
No matter what they say or do
I'm gonna bounce right back to you now
Oh, just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Turnin', turnin', love keeps on burnin'
Like a fire in my heart when we're apart
But when we're back together
You keep changin' like the weather, whoops now
Oh yeah, like a yo-yo
Oh, just like a yo-yo, oh yeah
Woah, ho, ho
(Woah, ho, ho)
Just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Woah, ho, ho
(Woah, ho, ho)
Just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Woah, ho, ho
(Woah, ho, ho)
Just like a yo-yo
(Just like a yo-yo)
Woah, ho, ho
(Woah, ho, ho)
Just like a yo-yo, yeah
Olet Yo-Yo jojo sä mun
Sinun liikkeisiis kyllästy en
Sormen ympäri kietaisen sun
Peliin hurjimpaan viekoittelen
Vesiputoukseen haastavaan
Sua mä pomputtelen silleen
Lähdet touhuun rennon raastavaan
Ylös alas yhä uudestaan
Olet Yo-Yo jojo sä mun
Sinun liikkeisiis kyllästy en
Sormen ympäri kietaisen sun
Peliin hurjimpaan viekoittelen
Olet jojo sä mun
Kela pyörii, sä innostut vain
Sitten päätteeksi pomputtelun
Sä saat huilia taskussain
Diggaan koiraasi purevaa
Sille annan täydet pisteet
Nyt et lohdutakaan surevaa
Tämä leikki meitä innostaa
Olet Yo-Yo jojo sä mun
Sinun liikkeisiis kyllästy en
Sormen ympäri kietaisen sun
Peliin hurjimpaan viekoittelen
Olet jojo sä mun
Kela pyörii, sä innostut vain
Sitten päätteeksi pomputtelun
Yo-Yo
The Osmond
(Joe South)
Ho, ho ho, just like a yo yo.
Ho, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Well it's hard for me to see
how you got such a hold on me.
First I'm up, and then I'm down.
Then my heart goes around and around.
Well, I'll bet you five dollars I'm the only fool
who'll climb up a string for you.
And need I say I can't break away,
you control every little thing I do.
I used to be a swinger,
until you wrapped me 'round your finger....
Just like a yo yo,
just like a yo yo.
Ho, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Ho, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Turnin', turnin' love keeps a-burnin'
like a fire in my heart
when we're apart, but when we're back together,
you keep changin' like the weather.
Whoops! Now up and down like a yo yo.
Just like a yo yo.
Ho, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Ho, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Where I go, and what I do,
well it all just depends on you.
You build me up just to let me down.
But I dare not to make a sound.
'Cause I'm so afraid you will cast me away
like a beat up, worn out toy.
So I hold on tight with all my might,
just to be your lovin' boy.
No matter what you say or do,
I'm gonna bounce right back to you now
just like a yo yo.
Just like a yo yo.
Ho, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Ho, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Baby
du bist mein Bumer- Bumer- Bumerang.
Wirft man dich fort
kann man drauf warten:
Du bleibst niemals lang.
Wenn ich dir sage:
Wenn du willst
dann kannst du frei sein
Schaust du mich an und sagst: Nein!
Ich will dir treu sein.
Du hast mir deine Liebe schon so oft geschenkt.
Und das bleibt so
Nur weil dein Herz an einem Faden hängt.
O O OH
Du bist ein Yo Yo
Kaum gehst du von mir
Whoa, ho, ho, just like a yo yo. (just like a yo yo)
Whoa, ho, ho, just like a yo yo. (just like a yo yo)
Well it's hard for me to see
how you got such a hold on me.
First I'm up, and then I'm down.
Then my heart goes around and around and around.
Well, I'll bet you five dollars I'm the only fool
who'll climb up a string for you.
And need I say I just can't break away,
you control every little thing I do.
I used to be a swinger,
until you wrapped me 'round your finger....
Just like a yo yo, (just like a yo yo), just like a yo yo.
Turnin', turnin' love keeps a-burnin'
like a fire in my heart when we're apart,
but when we're back together,
you keep changin' like the weather.
Whoops! Now up and down like a yo yo.
Just like a yo yo.
Whoa, ho, ho, just like a yo yo. (just like a yo yo)
Whoa, ho, ho, just like a yo yo. (just like a yo yo)
Where I go, and what I do,
well it all just depends on you.
You build me up just to let me down.
But I dare not to make a sound. (yeah)
No matter what you say or do,
I gotta bounce right back to you now
just like a yo yo. (just like a yo yo)
Just like a yo yo.
'Cause I'm so afraid you will cast me away
like a beat up, worn out toy.
So I hold on tight with all my might,
just to be your lovin' boy.
No matter what you say or do,
I gotta bounce right back to you now
just like a yo yo. (just like a yo yo)
Just like a yo yo.
Whoa, ho, ho, just like a yo yo.
Het begon tien jaar geleden
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one
Yo-o, yo-o, yo-o... yo-yo
Yo-o, yo-o, yo-o... yo-yo
Er is een kroeg hier ver vandaan
Mensen komen en mensen gaan
Ieder weet van het bestaan
Want het is daar nooit gedaan
Geen lawaai en geen getier
Kom nu allen snel naar hier
Want we maken veel plezier
En we drinken liters bier
Santé, schol, allemaal
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one
Yo-o, yo-o, yo-o... yo-yo
Yo-o, yo-o, yo-o... yo-yo
Meisjes van de nacht
Tien jaar geleden was hier de start
Nu zijn wij hier allen thuis
Dus, we gaan nog niet naar huis
Belange nie
Zo laat ons dansen de ganse nacht
Soms wat hard en soms heel zacht
In deze kroeg is het zo fijn
Waar kunnen wij nog beter zijn
Yo-yo, allemaal
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one
Yo-o, yo-o, yo-o... yo-yo
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