Little Brother - The Yo-Yo Lyrics
[Intro - Big Pooh]Yea, yo Tay (Phonte) manLet me, let me put you onto something manSee I'm tired of these girls, you know what I'm sayingTrying to play a nigga for the herbYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yo[Verse 1 - Big Pooh]We need to sit down, me and you have a chit chatLet's talk about friends and define thatLet's talk about us never mind thatLet's talk about trust where your mind atSo you looking for a man won't find thatHad a good thing here let's rewind factsBelieve me I know all about them other catsHow they all played the game just to get to youSpitting all in my ear which you like whoTickled your fancy who you would inviteTo be yours, I penned versesQuote verses, with purpose, so nervousI wrote urgence I spoke shy you spoke liveWe spoke by, up until this yearWhen I saw you, you saw me, we walked byTill you found out I emceed, now you all up in my face like[Chorus x2 - Phonte]]Yo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoWhy you all up in my face likeYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yo[Verse 2 - Phonte]Yea, yea, ok, alrightYa'll know them niggas that I'm talkin boutThe ones that ya'll be seeing at the coffee houseSoon as they get the mic I start walkin outAnd swear that they skill the most talked aboutIt's time to bring the emcees on, I'm sick of niggas lookin***** trying to read poems and try to battleMe with sandals and capries on, come on dogI'm about to get hyped with this, shed some light to thisSo called black righteousnessEven though ya'll niggas might not cuss like meAt the end of the night ya'll just trying to ***** like meSo what's the reason for the hating, niggas with dreadsCalling they self gods with white girls named CaitlinAnd I'm cool with interracial dating, but I aint aboutTo hear no *****ing speeches cause I wanna have some baconI rock and swerve, that's why I cant ***** withCoffee houses man, get on my god damn nervesAnd deep down ya'll know that I'm right, man shit I'm boutTo kick some Trick Daddy next poetry night likeMy black queenDon't know nan nigga[Chorus - Phonte]Yo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoNiggas wanna come to my faceCause I'm making moves and they running in placeIn my face likeYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoYo yo yoyee yee yee yo yoNiggas wanna come to my face***** that tofu I need a pork chop on my plateLike this nigga
