Yes Y'all Lyrics - Blue Funk - Heavy D & The Boyz

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. 

Do it like this though, do it like this though, do it like this though. 

Make it fat like 

DIS, dis, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh 

HEH, heh, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh 

Aiyyo ruff ruff rugged rugged ruff ruff digga Dan 

Who's that? The man, I'ma slam it like Bam-Bam 

The big man, the bigger plan, the nigga jams 

Quick to figure and I pack Palladium stadium stands 

Rugged raw, clear the floor 

R&B hardcore plenty more. been on plenty tours 

Been in plenty drawers, far from just okey-doke 

Not into no hokey-poke, although I may drink a Coke 

Hell no I won't smoke no coke 

Steady steady but ready for pitty petty 

Big and heavy, far from Chevy, so save your gas for Getti 

Mic check it, microphone check it 

Watch me wreck it; I'm never half steppin 

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Chorus: various samples 

Far from a chump, I'm a champ, I get amped 

when I run through camps, gimme some plaques on the stamp, HEY 

I need a girl who got plenty trunk, who knows I got ghetto funk 

Not into blunts but I be on a stunt hunt 

Got crazy drama, dramatics, big girls in Bahamas are addicts 

So now they cling like static, dig it 

I rolled up on some old wonderama type of drama 

I'ma, comma, big belly punanny momma harmer 

Bag a cute, so NIGHT troops, I'm all about 

two scoops, I cut loose, just me and a few troops 

To handle static to me is automatic 

I never panic or stall, I'm gigantic so yes, y'all 

Chorus 

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Uhh, king of the big boys, bigger boys, don't even matter 

Save all the chitter chatter, I make em split and scatter 

I keep em goin for blocks, I never ran from cops 

I roll with my flock, and get props from dreadlocks 

I treat a mic like a bad habit, I grab it I gotta have it 

A funky junkie flippin styles is automatic 

I freak a beat like a prostitute, I'm always in hot pursuit 

I'm tryin to get lots of loot, lots of boots 

Do jungle rocks like a hustler moving crack 

like a muscl-er microphone damager handin ya rough like a wrang-ler 

Sew up cities with girls of pretty, known for the nitty gritty 

my flavor, is major, you're itty bitty 

Chorus: repeat to end