"A-Yo" lyrics

[Redman:]
Check it out, yo

[Redman & Method Man:]
I be like yiggy, yes, y'all, Doctor on call
I'll rock 'til my name in graffiti on the wall
Got flow like the rapids in Great George
Got weed? I got blunts. My name Jamal
I pause, flick the ash from my L
I Pause like Run and Jason Mizell
The MC is me, host for the night
Papa Doc, only thing I don't choke on the mic
I choke a bitch out if my gwap ain't correct
Then with my John Hancock, I'll get the cheque
I love trucks but drop-tops is the best
From the Bimmers, Benz, now I roll Lex, watch me
Ha-ha, she like "Red so cool"
Any nigga after me is a deja vu
Doc stay in the paint like A.I. shoes
Just watch how a one-tonner made a move, dig it

[Saukrates:]
Hop in my truck and roll up the window
Ayo, you know what you in fo'
Once we turn the corner, light up the indo
Ayo, ayo, ayo
Oh yes, she's with me gettin' low like a limbo
Roll with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo (Let's get it)

[Method Man:]
Who these corner store rappers slingin' cracks in my hall?
Mama's in the kitchen cookin' cat, rat and dog
Me, I want a lil' somethin', y'all could have it all
I'm tryna walk before I crawl and move this package in my drawers
That's why I push the pedal to the muhfuckin' floor
With ten percent left to those who bloodsuck the poor
And still I keep it funky like four plus one more
Get this money like "In God We Trust", trust your boy
It's a given, livin' this life like it was written
Especially for me, I'm what the recipe is missing
Blow my piff in the air, key the ignition
Then get to lane switchin', pluckin' ashes off the clip and
Mami wanna ride and play the Bonnie to my Clyde
If anybody try to kill Bill, it'll probably be the bride (Yup)
Like all jokes aside, I'm serious with mine
And now I'm on this grind like Method Man in his prime

[Saukrates:]
Hop in my truck and roll up the window
Ayo, you know what you in fo'
Once we turn the corner, light up the indo
Ayo, ayo, ayo
Oh yes, she's with me gettin' low like a limbo
Roll with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

[Redman:]
Yo, I got my swagger on and I feel great
Funk Doc be in the hood like Enfamil cases
I network on MySpace real late
Hoping my app'll make me another Bill Gates
Around my crib, look how I live
I'm a slob but crip niggas say I get biz
Anywhere I did a show women sayin' that I'm so amazing

[Method Man:]
Yeah, another mic, another night in the Days Inn
Another heist, another kite in the state pen
My state business shit, y'all dudes just break wind
(New York nigga) Either you're made mice or made men
I do the dirt that keep my hand on the work
I got the other hand up Mona Lisa's skirt
My aim one since day one, Doc
How many shots will it take to make son drop?

[Saukrates:]
Hop in my truck and roll up the window
Ayo, you know what you in fo'
Once we turn the corner, light up the indo
Ayo, ayo, ayo
Oh yes, she's with me gettin' low like a limbo
Roll with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey (Red and Meth in the building, bitch)
Hey, hey, hey, hey