[Illa J]
Yeah, Yancey Boys
n***a "Jay Stay Paid," geyeah
Yeah y'all n***as know
Check it, yo, uhh, uhh - whattup?
It's Yancey Boys in this b**h, yeah I'm holdin my dick
Controllin my sh**, uhh, I'm raw dude
So you should know what I spit
Real, ill, watch us do what I feel
Cold, blow, give you the chills
"Jay Stay Paid" so give me the bills
Uhh, yeah, so we can pay that car note
And if you on some bullsh**, yo get a deep throat
So you can choke on this, Detroit chronic
You can get high but it won't be dope as this
Illa J vocals, no vocoder
Beats still bangin and it's twelve years older than yo' sh**
My girl look younger and she older than yo' chick
I was gon' sang, Dilla told me to go spit~!
On the Illa J cake boy sh**, now let's go
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
We posted, we gettin high
Now we floatin, we in the sky
Sky, n***a we 'sposed to fly
Fly, n***a we 'sposed to fly
[Cue D]
Yeah, uhh, hey
It's Yancey Boys, we back on that a** n***a
You know what to do, be quick with the cash n***a
No phony sh** cause I'm quick with the blast n***a
Midwest Smith & Wessun you asked, didja?
n***as actin like they don't know, sh**
It's cake boys and we gets that dough
You ain't gon' floss it, then what'cha get that fo'?
Cause we them bosses, we make you hit that flow
And if you know like I know then pay Jay n***a
n***a, then pay Jay n***a
n***a, then pay Jay n***a
n***a...
[Chorus]
[singer]
n***a, we 'bout to break the rules {*2X*}
We 'bout to fly, so say goodbye
We gonna reach the sky
We 'bout to fly, high
[Chorus]