Slum Village — Yes Yes Remix

[Intro: Jay Dee] Through the headphones Yeah, Funk Master Flex, baby Yeah, we gon' set it off Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop To the beat rough and rugged about to rock Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop [Verse 1: Illa J] Now you know I'm on the grind in the mall like a cop on a crime Gotta make cash, it's a lot on my mind I mean I paid them dues, I'ma sip this brew Got a little minute, I'ma kick it with you I'm in a constant flow (Like mac on a 'roni, roni) And I get this dough (Cadillac, like sunny, sunny) When I spit that flow (It'll sell like honeys, honey) She got that class (She hit that coney, coney) She got that ass, we hit that blunt We push that six (We doin' 'bout twenty, twenty) Doin' eighty in a lane (No this ain't phoney, phoney) S on my chest (Wonder woman ain't lonely, lonely) Now we bump Kanye, we bump Lupe We hit that, ahh (Everything funny, funny) Take a trip to the hood (Wonder woman ain't lonely, lonely) Knock on wood (Double X for the blunties) [Chorus: Jay Dee] She wants to be on my shit Ya girl wants to ride my dick She wants to be on my shit, because she knows you can fuck with this Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop To the beat rough and rugged about to rock Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop [Verse 2: YOUNG RJ] Young J, they say the rich bastard 'Cause I come through with two in dip fashion Cartier's and J's and buff glasses Babes they op' they legs they freak nasty I just take her face, I'm so classy Got two to take her place a babe magnet Beats and breaks is hand crafted No mistakes in them crates ya bitch asses Taught by Dilla the great, that's McNasty Whatever stay killing them plates an assassin, creed Give em Dick what they need they so catty The cream got 'em stripping they jeans, they love Daddy [Chorus: Jay Dee] She wants to be on my shit Ya girl wants to ride my dick She wants to be on my shit, because she knows you can fuck with this Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop To the beat rough and rugged about to rock Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop [Verse 3: T3] SV we da best we ridiculous Ask DJ Khaled, Static plus bitches We problematic to you battered ass niggas Peep the lines, ain't no lies jotted in the sentence Sixteen bars, plenty raw stylistic Fix these broads, they on bars, they ain't gymnast All in the drawls for the friction Looking for the logs, special admission Gonna have to squint to see another niggas vision Cause if y'all killin' shit, I bring it to existence Keep six broads, six large, I'm senseless Cigars, sick cars, chauffeurs pimping [Chorus: Jay Dee] She wants to be on my shit Ya girl wants to ride my dick She wants to be on my shit, because she knows you can fuck with this [Outro: Jay Dee] If the beat rough or rugged, it don't stop To the beat, beat, it don't quit To the beat, rough or rugged to, oh, to what is this? MC's, y'all persist But this, y'all can't fuck with this Yo, run that shit back like that I'm the skimp, the imp, the ladies pimp The women, they fight for my delight 'Cause I'm the grandmaster of the three MC That can shock the house, for y'all ladies When I rock the microphone, I rock it with ease LX 450 If you ain't got the shit, then ya brother beat, and ya bitch Doin' it