Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Can't Play with My Yo-Yo, artist - Yo-Yo. Album song Make Way For The Motherlode, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.12.2010
Record label: Atlantic, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
You Can't Play with My Yo-Yo |
Yo Jinx man, we gotta find somebody that’s down for hers, man |
All these girls simple man, who you think fit the category? |
It’s me, the brand new intelligent black woman Y O Y O Which is Yo-Yo but I’m not to be played |
Like I was made by Matell |
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male |
I rhyme about uprights upliftin' the woman |
For that are superior to handle by any male |
Any time, any rhyme, any flow and any show |
And if you ask my producers that we fly and you know |
You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
My name is Yo-Yo, I’m not a ho |
I like to flow so swift, it’s got to be a gift |
So yo, let the beat lift, as I rip and rhyme |
And rap and slap all the girls who came to dap |
To the fact I get the 8-ball or the jam |
The earrings I wear are called dophins |
Check the booty, yo it’s kinda soft |
And if you touch, you livin' in a coffin |
(Word to mother) |
I’m in the 90s, your still in the 80s right |
I rock the mic, they say I’m not lady like |
But I’ma lady, who will pull a stunt though |
I kill suckas and even hit the block |
So what you wanna do? |
Ya must play it wrong |
(Aay yo) |
'Cause to me, you simply can’t get none |
You wetter, than a hotter ho in snow |
Tell 'em Ice Cube |
(Ice Cube) |
No, you can’t play with my Yo-Yo, suckas |
You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
What’s yo name baby? |
That’s right, my name is Yo-Yo |
But know I’m not a dunkin |
As I rap, chilly chill bringin' the funk |
And I steal yo man, as if he was a hawk |
And he’ll call me baby, yo, or even pumpkin |
I may be buttercup or even Ms. Yo We had dinner and know we drinkin' Cisco |
Hit the slow jams, its gettin' cosy |
Your home alone, so now you gettin' nosy |
Your kinda young, so of course you had to call replace |
Hang up in my face, it’s a sad case |
So who ya man dippin' the dollars, what? |
Yup, for puttin' lipstick on his collar |
At home, he’s gotta listen to ya holla |
But he’ll slap ya and sock ya, so why bother? |
But if you come knockin' at my do' |
(Ay yo) |
I’ll smoke you, tell 'em Ice |
You can’t play wit my Yo-Yo, sucka |
You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
Fool, 1990 and stand sucka free, yeah |
Tell 'em what’s up Yo, I hope you realize one day |
That ya week is Monday threw Sunday |
So listen to my Y O, here’s my bio |
And next to me, ha, your not fly yo Ya lack skills to be a woman that’s black |
Fake hair in the back, plus green contacts |
Yo-Yo is just tryna to stop ya Because the world ain’t a big soap opera |
It only takes one punch to drop ya And then the I.B.W.C. |
will come mob ya But no, I’m not livin' like that first |
Although I pack a real small gat in my purse |
(Right, right) |
Just no, it’s not to cause corruptions |
Just to fight back on the instructions |
Just thought you wanna know about the Y O Y O Yo, should I tell 'em Ice |
They know what time it is You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
You can’t play with my Yo-Yo |
Don’t try to play me out, don’t try to play me out |
Yo-Yo, the brand new intelligent black lady |
Stompin' to the 90s, for all y’all suckas |
Aye Jinx, I knew they couldn’t fade it You can’t play wit my Yo-Yo |
The simple to a metaphor, make someone to yell on To keep it at a latest while they’re yellin', more, more |
I am very versatile, changin' my ways to different styles |
Knowledge is the key, expense is for my background |
Label me as a woman and sometimes I feel inferior |
Follow me on the hands of time, makes no man superior |
Should we jam and take the stand, and dis back all the |
Men who know no more the slang, slang |
And thinks wit his ding-a-ling? |
I think it’s time that we defeat |
And stand on our own two feet |
If we wanna live wit justice and harmony |
How many more rounds must I go In order to let my people know |
Times were hard, things have changed |
Don’t try to play me out |
Lady |
(Don't try to play me out) |
Yay, yay, hey |
(Don't try to play me out) |
Yay, yay, yay, yay |