Текст песни Yo Yo - Yo Yo Funk
Yo Yo - Yo Yo Funk слова песни
(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 meGot me feelin` uncomfortable like my MaxiPeople tend to ask me, Yo Yo is your shit ???Smooth like a baby`s ass, the kinda funk that make Lo-Lo`s crassSmash up the street, stash on my heatRidin` in my hood deep bumpin` battlecat`s beatsI`m on a regular, all on my celular phoneCause the fleas won`t leave me aloneMany high to the hips, that freak mamma shit lipsGlossy, lookin` hella saucy and flossin`I got that vibe, hat cocked to the sideRepresenting, 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 bombI`m a beatiful black girl but my hair is blondeVery special like HennasyAnd all the fly funky nigga rolls wanna freak with meIt is I... Y-O-Y-OSo fly, skirt to the thigh, am I...Flava so sweet you could eatYou`d probably need a toothpick to pick out your teethBecause I told ya my flava was the bombAnd now you got... flava on your tongueLeft sprung, hung by one lady, nothing but a fly girl thing big babyLet it begin for the nine, feelMe and Ruff Dogg getting bent off Hen`It`s all gravy so let the beat bumpAnd get used to this Yo Yo Funk!(Chorus)(Verse 3)Well it`s Yo Yo, high as a missleAnd I just love a fistful of fuckin` c-notesAnd I`m glad I didn`t grow to be no material ass chickTo jock a young brother for his richWe bout to do this funk my wayWe bout to hit the higway sideways out the drivewayIt ain`t no sense in playing gamesI roll with that true D-Funk, Battlecat`s the nameYou know me, you know I`m mobbin` heads bobbin`That Yo Yo Funk`ll keep `em rockin`Fresh out the jam, looking hella trimSuit tight and right, hittin` the show tonight, yeahIt ain`t no sense in makin` facesAin`t no chick in the street takin` places, face itDon`t stop the rock, keep it movin`Yo Yo`s in the house with that ghetto style, keep groovin`(Chorus till fade...)