Yahh! Lyrics - Mystikal



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Yahh!

Album - Ghetto Fabulous (explicit)

Da da da daah

Da da da daah

Mc's!

Da da da daah

Da da da daah

Yaah!

[chorus:] x 8

Yaah! (say what?)

[verse 1]

Break my joint, cut my tongue off if I ain't tight

Put a bullet in my head take my life and let me die if I ain't fire

Cut me up feed me to the roaches, let me rot if I don't rock

Let me go to hell, burn, sizzle and simmer if I don't deliver

Pull my hair out if I sell out

Bury me on my stomach without no drawers on at all if I don't go off

Or either lethal injection or straight electricity

Let the garbage man pick me up and get rid of me

If I lose creativity

Let me get forced into sexual activity

Let me get turned out by three skank freaks if I don't bust to

The utmost of my ability

Take my head if I say it and don't feel it

Stop selling my record, give me the money back nigga

If I don't sell at least a million

Cut my dick off if I get down and don't get off

Crush my spine and cave my chest in if I come (.?.)

If I ain't bad for my age and kick ass for my size

Close my fuckin eyes if you can stop me from sayin or keep me from playin

[chorus] x 16

[verse 2]

Snap my pencil, dislocate my fingers and jam my thumb

I ain't gon' write no more, tear my papers, strip clothes if

It don't ship gold

Take my blessed, baptist holy ghost christian soul

If it take less than a year of playin my records and tapes

Before they can say my shit old

If it don't bang, take me out the game, call me out my name

Put me out my house, beat me out my change

Let em read my poem and tell em to seal my doom

When i'm dead read bitch ass nigga in the ground

Written across my tomb

Let the breeze take my leaves if my trees don't bloom

Put me in the sun and cut my air supply

If I give these niggas breathin room

If what i'm brewin ain't potent

If what i'm doin ain't rollin

Nigga, diss me, make a movie, talk about it on oprah

Erase my fuckin vocals, burn my fuckin notebooks

Take my fuckin tank from me and give it back to goldman

I quit, my career's over

Turn me upside down and hang me from my scrotum

Da da da daah

Mc's!

Da da da daah

Da da da daah

Mc's!

Da da da daah

[chorus] x 8

[verse 3]

Give me my post office application if I ain't hear from rap

Nothin if they ass ain't shake and they hands ain't clap

Take my happiness if it just so happens I ain't happenin

Let something happen to me if I ain't hardcore at it maximum

Flip the dial change the channel if I can't handle

Forget me if I leave this bitch

Before I put my fuckin grammy on the mantle

Let my next fifty concerts get cancelled

If i'm scared in front the camera

Then take my fuckin talent, take me from my family

Sneak me, fuck over me if I don't represent louisiana

Jump my fence if I ain't the prince

Bitch keep me back if I can't keep up with the presidents

If I don't run circles around these other rap guys

Let my momma benz catch four flat tires

[chorus till fade]

That's what the fuck i'm hearin in my head

Yaah!

That's what keep me going

Yaah!

That's what make me fuck over you

Yaah!

I can't stop that voice

Yaah!

Added 06/29/2011

Other Lyrics from Ghetto Fabulous (explicit) by Mystikal

Dirty South, Dirty Jerz
Ghetto Fabulous
I Smell Smoke
I'm On Fire
Keep It Hype
Let's Go Do It
Life Ain't Cool
Respect My Mind
Round Out Tha Tank
Stack Yo Chips
That's The Nigga (a.k.a. That's The Rapper)
The Stick Up
There He Go
Whacha Want, Whacha Need
What's Your Alias?

Yahh! Lyrics by Mystikal