Will Smith

Will Smith - Yes Yes Y'all lyrics

(feat. Camp Lo)

Yes

With the start of the new jiggyness with the Trackmasters, Camp Lo and Willie

Gonna give it to ya know what I mean lot of macoronis here

Check it out for all the tenderonis ah ha ha like chachi and joni

Lights camera action the hip-hop attraction

Fresh Priggy

John Bliggy

Player haters been hatin on my playin for years

Now they seeing they worst fears as I bathe in cheers

Parades and accolades all shades and ages

Me the outrageous

My zeal contagious

The smile inspirator

Aspen to Grenada

One of the only emcees to say cheese with Scharwtzenegger

Everywhere I go they know me

Planet Hollywood in Paris accidentally spilt a drink upon Naomi

Truth of the matter I've been lounging

Living it up giving it up

In opulate surroundings

Been around the world and I I I

Ain't seen another this fly I I

My attitude pervasive

My effervescence

Bringing you back to the essence

With the

Yes Yes Y'all

(And ya don't stop)

Mic check y'all

(And ya don't quit)

Yes Yes Y'all

(And ya don't stop)

Mic check y'all

(And ya don't quit)

[Verse two]

'Bout to slay you worst than the first verse

Packin' my purse but yo without one curse

I survive in rarefied air where only few can live

Thoughts in my brain like that train in the fugitive

I pledge allegiance to the soul of the game

Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name

A rose by any other still beautifies the room

So don't get consumed when a brother's move to gloom

It's semantics but yo it's really good to be back

Never racing the rap just lacing the track

Not serendipity with me it was a plan b

'Bout to have an oscar standing next to my Grammy's

Plural mucho no need to talk though

I'm a just do so

I'm coming at ya with the smoothest slickness

Behold the style lick of this kickin

Yes Yes Y'all (And ya don't stop)

Mic check y'all (And ya don't quit)

Yes Yes Y'all (And ya don't stop)

Mic check y'all (And ya don't quit)

Yes Yes Y'all (And ya don't stop)

Mic check y'all (And ya don't quit)

A GQ cover twice

This brother's nice

Vanity Fair you saw me there

I discovered life

Outside of rap got the cream and all that

But kind a left a void in me

You can't keep runnin' in and out of my life

Said my mic aight

Pump your radio you could record

As they place my welcome mat at the music awards

Coming through America tinted in high beams

Rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince Akeem

So to all you player haters while y'all sayin' y'all rhyme

Please stop saying Jada cause that name's mine

I rocked the Philly fade with the diving waves

Yes yallin' till I'm bald like Issac Hayes

Bad eyes or greys back pain or bad legs

I'm a get better with age trust

Yes Yes Y'all (And ya don't stop)

Mic check y'all (And ya don't quit)

[repeat]

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