Lyrics Sisterland - Yo-Yo

Sisterland

Thank you very much
The next number we’d like to do is dedicated to all the ladies
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 Mattel
For this Yo-Yo was made by woman and male
I’m all about upright and uplifting the woman
For they are superior to handle any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, any show
And if you ask my girls, they’ll say
Now, everybody’s talkin' that yo-yo
But when they say «Yo» I think you’re talking to me, so
Here’s what I do:
I do waht I do best, grab the mic and say, «Mic check»
Keep the crowd pumped just to earn my respect
I keep 'em movin' and groovin' as if I was a digger
I think the more that I’m into it is the more that they’re feelin'
I get loose, never perpetratin', not an imitator
You have time to fake, I got money to make
I have a job, to rock the mic the way I like to rap
And as I rock the mic, this is what was
Chill does the scratch, Jinx does the beat
Ice Cube is a producer also down with SKP
Everybody wants to know, am I against guys
Just against the ones who think they’re too high and too fly
You know the ones who huff and puff, blow to get on
But out to tell the ladies, «Hey, leave 'em alone»
Well, this is not a competition, and I am not competing
I guess you know right off the top that Yo will take no beating
So ladies, take a stand, now what’s the plan?
This one’s for us, we’re taking it to Sisterland
Here’s the situation,
When you think you high-post, somebody’s hangin' from the end rope
I thought you knew about it, I thought you peeped game
, and I’m the Yo, so of course I know
About the drama, the drag, and the way they like to flow, show
They approach you, schemin' like a demon
You’re a key to a piece of his mind and he’s fiendin'
It’s all the same, the approach hasn’t changed
You got the body, the face, and all he asks is your name
Treat you a little, show he’s got a bit of class
But if you let him touch that body…
Dabble, little in and out, that’s all he want, my friend
Three in the morning, there’s nothing open but ends
I’ll be the one to tell you, gotta act like they’re out to get you
He’s got a rep, don’t let him catch ya
Okay, he told you stories on eye that was blind
And that when he get a girl, he wanna wine and dine
Go 'head, fall for it, sista, you’ll have yourself to blame
I tell a guy, «You're poppin' that same old thing
You gotta come on, or don’t come at all
Stand weak, and you’ll fall hard»
I consider better than that, steppin' back
Keepin' you filled with the shit that keeps your mind fat
That’s right, a woman with some way out flow
And the Yo won’t quit until you’ve had enough
So ladies, take a stand, now what’s the plan?
This one’s for us, we’re taking it to Sisterland
Now, he’s asking for a baby and you’re only fifteen
Don’t know nothin' about parenthood, not even your genes
You say you’re ready, girl, you don’t believe in what?
You better store a little courage and play Miss Tough
I tried to tell you the game so you would know the play
'88 was for players but ain’t nothin' changed
This is a new year now, you gotta take a stand
And I’m aware that everybody wants to find a true man
But a man wants nothing lower than himself
So while you’re out there climbing, don’t forget that extra step
Ladies, take a stand, now what’s the plan?
This one’s for us, we’re taking it to Sisterland
I feel real good this evening
And I’d like to say I feel good for one reason:
That we’re all here together