Camp Lo - Yes Yes Y'all lyrics

Artist: Will Smith featuring Camp Lo Album: Big Willie Style Song: Yes Yes Y'all Intro: Sonny Cheba Yes At the start of the new jiggyness With the Trackmasters Camp Lo and Willie Gon' give it to ya Know what I mean Lot of macoronis here Check it out for all the Tenderonis Ah ha ha Like chatchy and joni Verse 1: Will Smith Lights camera action The hip-hop attraction Fresh Priggy John Bliggy Player haters been hatin' all my playin' for years Now they seein' they worst fears as I bathe in cheers Parades and accolades All shades and ages It's me the outrageous My zeal contageous The smile inspirator Aspen to Grenada One of the only mc's to say cheese with Schwarzenegger Everywhere I go they know me Planet Hollywood in Paris accidently spilt a drink upon Naomi Truth of the matter I've been loungin' Livin' it up givin' it up In monopulate surrondings Been around the world and I-yi-yi Ain't seen enough of this fly-yi-yi My attitude pervasive My effervescence Bringing you back to the essence With the... Chorus: Will Smith/Camp Lo Yes yes y'all And ya don't stop Mic check y'all And ya don't quit Repeat 2X Verse 2: Will Smith Verse two 'bout to slay you worst than the first verse Packin' my purse but yo without one curse I survive in rarified air where only few can live Thoughts in my brain like that train in the fugitive I pledge allegiance to the soul of the game Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name A rose by any other still beautifies the room So don't get consumed when a brother's known to gloom It's semantics but yo it's really good to be back Never racing the rap just lacing the track Not serendipity with me it was a plan b 'bout to have an Oscar standin' next to my Grammiesss Plural mucho no need to talk though I'm a just do so I'm comin' at ya with the smoothest slickness Behold the style lick of this kickin'... Chorus Verse 3: Will Smith A GQ cover twice This brother's nice Vanity fair you saw me there I discovered life Outside of rap got the cream and all that But kinda left a void in me You can't keep runnin' in and out of my life Said my mic Aight Pump your radio you could record As they place my welcome mat at the music awards Coming throgh America tinted in high beams Rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince Akeem So to all you player haters while y'all sayin' y'all rhyme Please stop sayin' Jada cause that name's mine I rocked the Philly fade with the divin' waves Yes yallin' till I'm bald like Issac Hayes Bad eyes or greys back pain or bad legs I'm a get better with age trust Chorus