[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]