Yes, Yes Y'All - Sergio Mendes, Black Thought from The Roots, Chali 2na of Jurassic 5

Yes y’all, yes y’all

Yes y’all, yes y’all

Yes y’all, yes y’all

Yes y’all, yes y’all

Yes y’all

Freak y’all

Freak y’all

Freak y’all

Freak y’all

To the beats y’all

Beats y’all

To the beats y’all

Beats y’all

And you don’t stop

And you don’t quit

And you don’t stop

And you don’t quit

Yo, black’s the real, he the thoroughbred for feel

Park the whip, jump out dressed to kill

Hop the charter flight down to brazil

Ran right into will- «what up black?"(what's the deal?)

A cape with a cain, you what’s in a name…

I got a little bit of change, but I’m feelin the same

Came here for a taste of the finer things

Because the girls look like different months in a magazine

Judging how fast the word go

The probably already know we hang with Sergio

So, let’s get a few classy girls yo

And sip a little wine, anything but Merlot

Though, live and let learn, use «protekchurn»

And twist a little something that’s Katherine Hepburn

Fresh to death, still makin them heads turn

Still got mine, but you got to get churn

Yo!

Know what I’m talkin about?

There it is… (there it is!!)

It’s the will.i.am, I’m killin them

Got flows that float just like helium (aahh)

These hoes know I’m drillin 'em

So when feminine’s thrown I’m throwin them (aahh)

The billin 'em til I’m rollin in millions

Gotta flip billions into trillions

Businessly, I’m brilliant

Turn pennies into twenties like the chameleons

But never put a chinchilla on a chick

Karma-style too legit to quit

Hip-hop on and on and on and

Break mics constant til the break of dawn and

If you want to compete, come compete

Bring and mpc-16, make a big beat

We could take it back to the b-street

We could break, we could rap, do the graffitti

Yo!

Know What I’m talking about?

There it is… (there it is!!)

Hey!

2na fish back to business

I hit the track like a sheer act of vengeance

Masked avengers get smacked and injured

Strapped’ll get cho' back with some black suspenders

Autographs of the jurassc crew

Flippin flashes so fast like a fashion shoot

Classics, spittin acid the fastest route

Bass’ll hit yo face quicker than a passion fruit

Big cheese inflict sick disease

Make hits that’ll make thick chicks strip tease

Clicks freeze when the trigger click squeeze

Makin people in the disco duck like riq jeeves

But I ain’t going to war wit ch’all

And got no alcoholic beverages to pour for y’all

I’m gonna let these cats get there garbage off

While I crush y’all like mikhail gorbachev…

Know what I’m talkin' bout.

Yeah

Know what I’m talking about?

There it is… (there it is!!)

Ooooohhhh

Oooooohhhh

Don’t you stop,

Don’t you stop

Don’t you ever quit

La la la la la la’s