Black Thought - Yes, Yes Y'all lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (x8) [Hook] Yes y'all Yes y'all, yes y'all (x3) Freak freak, y'all Freak y'all Freak y'all, freak y'all To the beat y'all Beat y'all, beat y'all Beat y'all And And you don't stop Don't stop, don't stop And you don't quit Don't quit, don't quit And you don't And you don't (x2) [Verse 1: Black Thought (of The Roots)] Yo Black's the real, he the thoroughbred for feel Park the whip, jump out dressed to k** Hop the charter flight down to Brazil Ran right into Will, "What up Black?" ("What's the deal?") A cape with a cane, you what'a'name I got a little bit of change, but I'm feeling the same Came here for a taste of the finer things Cause the girls look like different months in a magazine Judging on how fast the word go, they probably already know we here with Sergio So, let's get a few cla**y girls yo And sip a little wine, anything but Merlot, though Live and let learn, use protec-churn And twist a little sutt'a'last, Katherine Hepburn Fresh to d**h, still makin them heads turn Still getting mine, but you gots to get yer'n Yo [Bridge] Know what I'm talkin about? There it is... (there it is!!) [Hook (Condensed)] [Verse 2: Will.I.Am (of the Black Eyed Peas)] It's the Will.I.Am that's k**in them Got flows that float just like helium *inhales* These hoes know I'm drillin' 'em So when feminines phone I'm thrillin' 'em *exhales* Then billin 'em til I'm rollin in millions Gotta flip billions into trillions Businessly, I'm brilliant Turn pennies into twenties like they chameleons But I never put a chinchilla on a chick Cause my style's too legit to quit Hip-hop on and on and on and Break mics constant til the break of dawn and If you want to compete, come complete Bring and MPC-16, make a big beat We could take it back to the B-Street We could break, we could rap, do the graffiti Yo [Bridge] [Hook (Condensed)] [Verse 3: Chali 2na (of Jura**ic 5)] Hey! 2na Fish back to business I hit the track like a sheer act of vengeance Masked avengers, get smacked and injured Strapped, they got yo back and some black suspenders Autographs at the Jura**ic booth Coming past it we flash like a fashion shoot Cla**ics, spittin acid, the fastest route Ba** make yo face pinker than a pa**ion fruit Big cheese inflict sick disease With hits that'll get thick chicks to strip tease Clicks freeze when the trigger click squeeze Makin people in the disco duck like Rick Dees But I ain't come to war with y'all And got no alcoholic beverages to pour with y'all I'm gonna let these cats get they garbage off While I'm punching 'em like I'm Mikhail Gorbachev Yo [Bridge] [Hook (Condensed)] [Outro: Sergio Mendes (keyboard solo) and Debi Nova (vocals)] Baby don't you stop Don't you stop don't you quit (x2) Don't you ever stop, don't you ever stop Don't you ever quit Don't you stop, don't you stop Don't you, don't you ever quit ... La la la, la la la la la (x2)