We need to sit down, me and you have a chit chat
Let's talk about friends and define that
Let's talk about us never mind that
Let's talk about trust where your mind at
So you looking for a man won't find that
Had a good thing here let's rewind facts
Believe me I know all about them other cats
How they all played the game just to get to you
Spitting all in my ear which you liked who
Tickled your fancy who you would invite to
Be yours, I penned verses
Quote verses, with purpose, so nervous
I wrote urgence I spoke shy you spoke lie
We spoke "bye", up until this year
When I saw you, you saw me, we walked on by
Til you found out I emceed, now you on it like

Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Why you all up in my face like
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo

Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo

Yea, yea, ok, alright
Ya'll know them niggas that I'm talking bout
The ones that y'all be seeing at the coffee house
Soon as they get the mic I start walking out
And swear that they skill's the most talked about
It's time to bring the emcees on, I'm sick of niggas looking
Bitch trying to read poems and try to battle
Me with sandals and capris on, come on dog
I'm about to get hyped with this, shed some light to this
So called black righteousness
Even though y'all niggas might not cuss like me
End of the night y'all just trying to fuck like me
So what's the reason for the hating, niggas with dreads
Calling they self gods with white girls named Caitlin
And I'm cool with interracial dating, but I ain't about
To hear no fucking speeches cause I wanna have some bacon
I've rocked Antwerp, that's why I can't fuck with
Coffee houses man, get on my god damn nerves
And deep down y'all know that I'm right, man shit I'm bout
To kick some Trick Daddy next poetry night like
"My black queen
Don't know none nigga!"

Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Niggas wanna come to my face
Mad cause I'm making moves and they running in place
In my face like
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo
Yo yo yo
Yee yee yee yo yo

Niggas wanna come to my face
Fuck that tofu I need a pork chop on my plate
Like this nigga

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Writer(s): DARIO DARNELL, ED RIGG, JOHN-PAUL JONES