yes yes y'all

, 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, 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 scharwtzenegger, everywhere i go they know me, planet hollywood in paris accidently spilt a drink upon they?, 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 effervensence, bringing you back to the essence, with the. yes yes y'all, and ya don't stop, mic check y'all, and ya don't quit, 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 amantics but yo it's really good to be back, never racing the rap just lacing the track, not sarendipadee 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'. 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,