{yella talkin'}

My dog gonna be home with a story to tell

Ya seey'all know what I'm talkin' bout



{yella boy}

Me rat a tattat tat taton you dog hoes

Me rat a tattat tat taton you dog hoes

Twerk all right getty up eddie bow

Bounce for that outfit twerk for that elflic

Brawl for that polaroid then go get ya two slugs

I don't have nothin' if I don't have you

Like whitney even saidI will always love ya to

Bounce for that outfit the one's who mean it

Won't ya bounce for that outfit and don't ya be greedy

Don't don't be greedydon't don't cha be greedy

Shhhbout to make me go to far

Unless ya bout the whole third they called

Ya seeya won't some nine seven lincoln's

With boo-koo soundyou can hear us if ya comin' around

It's best ya get the right kind of disk to listen to me

I want means and tina marie

It's best you get a built in alarm cuz I got me a gat and

I'm a try to set the whole third on the back

Ya get itgot to get it right niggahandle ya business

Oopsthere they go to roux's five o

Stash-o left his bundle sittin' on the ramp

Stash-o bundle must be dippin' out the cut

Stash-o bundle must be sittin' on the ramp

I'm always jumpin' shop never dressin' like a champ

I'm up early in the mornin' on the breakfast smokin' weed

I'm bout to go to regal scoopfresh pair of arena's

I went on deli shake and dressed mighty gentle

I said look at my snaps and bout another rental

I brought my nigga to nickel's cuz that was a school

Tellin' all them ninth ward nigga's that the third ward rules

I walked into the school and standin' on the yard

A chick snuck and asked me was I from the third ward

Nigga's came out the buildin' and they was bootin' me up

I grabbed the clip out my pockets and made them coward's duck

I told my o'l lady I'll be back to see

I went to mac melph calio a booker t

So they pilled up in a trooper I was gasin' it

Boo-kooak'smac's pump's and shit and i

Was so darn able goin' out st. claud

With my kangol to the back representin' the third ward



Chorus:

Don't ya be greedy don't don't be greedy

Don't don't cha be greedy

Me rat a tattat tat taton you dog hoes

Me rat a tattat tat taton you dog hoes

Twerk all right getty up eddie bow

Bounce for that outfit twerk for that elflic

Brawl for that polaroid then go get ya two slugs

I don't have nothin' if I don't have you

Like whitney even saidI will always love ya to

Bounce for that outfit the one's who mean it

Won't ya bounce for that outfit and don't ya be greedy

Don't don't be greedydon't don't cha be greedy



{yella boy}

Higgy hop the fenceput the gun's in the grass

You can see the rep smoke poppin' out they ass

See we caught seven nigga's slippin' in the class room

Try'na jump out the window but they couldn't and

I don't mind dyin' I see that shit

Five nigga's got killed let's go hop the fence quick



Chorus:



{yella boy}

On the real like a man you got's to be real

If you hangin' in that thirdyou best's be out to kill

Cuz we walk byfight bydrive by to

Hang a forty five and a ap medal to

Bounce baby bounce or boot up bitch

Where dey at get the gat first

I got's to take a piss

I'm a magnolia mana calio king

I'm servin' boo-koo dog hoes out the melpomene

I know ya thought I wouldn't be back

But ya can't keep me downdon't forget about the "u"

And the ca¡ìh money clowntwerk all right

Getty up eddie bowI'm a serve ya body up when

I get in the showerI'm a good lookin' rapper

I ain't try'na frontI'm a good lookin' rapper I ain't

Try'na stuntnext week I'm gettin' the rental and

The royal bluewith the white interior and gold dayton's to

Go djthat's my djgo djthat's my dj



Chorus:

Me rat a tattat tat taton you dog hoes

Me rat a tattat tat taton you dog hoes

Don't ya be greedy don't don't be greedy

Don't don't cha be greedy



{yella boy}

Me and my djmannie fresh we done shut the pieces

We fuckin' wive'swe fuckin' daugher'sand even niece's

These hoes like mosquitos suckin' dick and lickin' nut's

Fuckin'doggin'leavin'makin' 'em run behind that dick

I be servin' 'em puttin' 'em up cuz I'm a fool from that three

Yella boymannie freshwe win the contest

I must confess we rank as the best

I spin the bin with hot bullet's I hope ya got yo vest

Niggaon the real in this nine seven area

I be in the n-o-l-i-a area if ya scared

Ya end up in the back of the dumpster

With two to the motherfuckin' head

Go djgo djgo djthat's my djthat's my dj



Chorus:{from last verse}