Yo Yo Yo - The Beatnuts

Bang!

(Whats this?)

This thing right here is for the clubs

I want y’all to get on up

Uh-Uh-Uh Aha!

Greg N-I-C-E

Im in the house turn it out no doubt no doubt

Pyscho Les is in the house

Beatnuts is all up in the house Uh!

Big Ju is all up in the house

A mega lover, double Manny is all up in the house

We turn it out, we turn it out, we turn it out out out!

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Aiy yo the heat from the 'Nuts is traditional

You taking cheap shots, its subliminal

Im dissin you straight up

Wrinkle your face up

Actin like you can’t feel me yo

This is pay back, smash your single and your video

Put the tek to your neck and force a story out of ya

Snuffed your producer and drop-kicked your choreographer (Hwa!)

Honeys scream «Wha?!»

We they see me jumpin out the money green truck

Into the club, so we can tear it up

Like the 3−6 «Sippin on sum syrup»

And mozarella sticks for dessert

I make beats like presto!

Platinum hits like this grow

Bustin shots in your projecto

Like!

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Stay makin hot shit

You can’t fuck wit

Its the Greg Nice shit

Wit the Beatnuts shit

You can’t front shit

Its the shake ya butt shit

Say Wha?

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shit

120 mill an episode like Seinfeld

She tryin act like her shit dont smell

Can’t beat, for loosin niggas be jel

Comin through wit my click on my coat tail

Pump a lil wieght so I’m not frail

Sittin' back poppin shit on my Nextel

Sun goin down now time to spark an L

Do it for the kids like Kenan and Kel

Big Psych pass ya man the Visine

Eyes blood shine from puffin that green

Stay amped up without the caffiene

Its just me, myself, and Irene

Brush your, brush your breath wit Dentene

Rock my blue jeans like Bruce Springstien

Bitches on my dick, its just a small thing

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The heat is on baby baby!!!

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Junkyard!

«Bodyguard?»

Never god, party hard

Niggas wanna see me in the club, got the rowdy squad

Corona niggas dont play, atleast me niggas

Gun tottin maniacs wit the rotten liverz

Holdin it down, blowin it down

Thatz my word everywhere we go know itz your crown

Put the boogie in your ass for free

Your gurl’s stickin out her ass at me

Im big Ju thats how it has to be!

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Who turned the heat up?

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So hot in here!

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I need to know!

Who turned the heat up?

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So hot in here!

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Big Psych y’all, is on fire!

Juju now, is on fire!

Pito now is on fire!

Loud records is on fire!

True blue now, is on fire!

I can’t take it

Somebody is on fire!

Now work it out now!

Work it out now!

Work it out now!

Stay makin hot shit

You can’t fuck wit

Its the Greg Nice shit

Wit the Beatnuts shit

You can’t front shit

Its the shake ya butt shit

Say Wha?

Say Wha?

Say Wha?

Say Wha?

Say Wha?