Yeah Songtext / Lyric

[C-Rayz Walz]

Yeah! (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.)



I got flavor like Adobo, you ain't know though?

My rap go back like quack delioso{?}

Señorita, señorita - TEACHER!

What'chu gon' teach us, except to be weaker?

You go bo-bo, I go BO-BO-BO!

BO! BO! Like Jamaicans at a gun show

Where you from loc', actin tough like gung ho

Pull the gun like bums now - COME OUT YOUR CLOTHES YO

What'chu think the flo' is fo'?

So you can fall when I throw blows

C-Rayz, you ain't know I'ma pro?

My style is rough canvas, a-rhythematic

Flippin the script, now your chick, want a sip of the tip

Tell her chill, I'm celibate kid

Remember my name - like the elephants did

Shake the place, 'til I break your face

Or you can catch a DDT like Jake the Snake, c'mon






[Chorus]

If you love it say yeah - YEAH, yeah yeah yeah

If you need it say yeah - YEAH, yeah yeah yeah

If you got it say yeah - YEAH, yeah yeah yeah

If you want it say yeah - YEAHHH.



[C-Rayz Walz]

Live from New York like +Saturday Night+

In the Bing with a mic, I bling when I write

Yeah, in a battle better come equipped

No L's, I win by landslides and forfeits (okay)

Got the "California Love" like 'Pac

Malik on a track? I can't be stopped

I was once told by a wise MC

Think before you spit on the M-I-C

Reppin N-Y-C, 'til I D-I-E

You can't S-double-E-E-E M-C

Gettin "Spellbound" like K-Solo

'Bout to go loco, from breakin backs like bolo

I know you say he got the ill flow-doe

As I +Jam+ with my +Jimmy+ like the Wolves in Minne-soto

Lookin good in the photo but, make this clear

When I spit, throw your hands in the air and



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[C-Rayz Walz]

Uh, I write lines hype like fight time - KILLIN IT

Plug this beat in your lifeline - FULFILLIN IT

Stain your brain with the flame - SP-SPILLIN KID

Bump this junk in your trunk - 4-WHEELIN IT

Rock like stones and bricks and pebbles

Hot like chrome that split the devil

Chase the base, fix the levels

Case the place, vick your bezels

Free incoming - like NexTel

I see men dumbin but, sex sells

Life is ill and triflin still, I fight for meals

In this lifetime, rhyme for real

Signed and sealed, time to peel

Yo son I shined BEFORE I signed the deal

Make this clear I'ma take this year

Don't just stand there, throw your hands in the air and



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[C-Rayz Walz]

You wanna see daddy be a clown when he come around

Be a clown now - BOW BLAOW blaow blaow.

You wanna see daddy be a clown when he come around

Be a clown now - BOW BLAOW blaow blaow.



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