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Yo Yo - Yo Yo Funk

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(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`

(Chorus till fade...)

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