[Verse 1:]
It's the reckless
New divine endevourer
Entendre particular
The inspector of rhymes
Which be secular
I keep it real with these styles
Don't mind
The fine way I get into it
Like a child's surprise
Huh
It's the young divine don
Who dun divide tides
With rich aroma
Funky when I give my odour
I hick-up
Give high dibs
With the stick up kids
A problem of the hood
Or tell me what it is
We keep it real smooth
We keep it real smooth
For all my bitches getting
Louder in the bedroom
Yo what's that like?
That fast life
That pay check
That bad wife
You brag types
Who ever fucking with us
Trynna act tight
WHOO!
WHOO HAA
WHOO HAAA
It's the cat with nine lives
Recon I recognize 9-5
Only chill vibes
When I'm on line
Bring it on
And I'm always on time
My god
[Hook:]
Yao, Yao, Yao
Put it all in perspective
Yao, Yao, Yao
Get it on when the set lit
Yao, Yao, Yao
For my people shake it heavy thorough
Yao, Yao, Yao
Get a cup, light it up
Yea we up
[Verse 2:]
Yo it's the real
Funkyness
Come and bring your pump to this
Bring your town to this
Fly gals' drop your hump to this
Pop a spot up
Pop a molly up in Abu Dhabi
Big Poppa playin'
Meanwhile I drive a wild Ferrari
My biz is hairy bitch
Carry my balls
It's all yours
On stereo
I stir up the sauce
And now we force
Real minds
Real flava
Will shine
Real labour
Will find our ways
Into the hills later
It's that super lit
That roof is up
Shit stupidness
I'm used to this
I'm next to slide out numerous
Like Uterus
I prove this shit to you
They way I rap on beats
It get freaky like
Daishiki afro sheets
It get heated
When the mic in my vicinity
Blow the fucking spot
With sure shot
Point agility
Blast like artillery
I feel the heat no doubt
It's how I lay the funk
Right down and all about
Hey, Hey, Hey
We lay it down
It be that nigga from the South
Coming in
Coming loud
[Hook:]
Yao, Yao, Yao
Put it all in perspective
Yao, Yao, Yao
Get it on when the set lit
Yao, Yao, Yao
For my people shake it heavy thorough
Yao, Yao, Yao
Get a cup, light it up
Yea we up