"yardman" lyrics

Watch this, hey
Watch this, hey
Watch this, hey
Oh, my dear

It is what it is
I'm built like this
I swing, I miss
I dream 'bout every single color and make a wish
I pray on you
I slay for God
Don't know what name to call him, but he's a piece of art
(Uh)
I do the math (math)
Hit a quick dash
Come on home
Make a lil' bash
Then I crash
Right in the backseat, yuh
Thank God the Blacks eat, yuh
I'm made of two parts, yo
And one of 'em nasty, oh

I gotta take it very slowly
When I do, do, do my dance
Oh, baby, you don't stand a chance
(Mmm mm mm mm)
Ay, come on, let's rub a lil' shoulder, yeah?
I'm with the mandem on demon time
Pardon my French, but
Yardman

Fuck it, I'm boutta go
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Dumb, dumb, dumb
I'mma go
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Dumb, dumb widdit
(Go, go, go stupid)

Yeah, you know
Hummin' and hawing
Won't make the world stop
Pull off the paint and bang
And I'll make it look good
(Uh huh)
If only I could talk about it

I'd do the most
Take the crown
Smack it up and flip it 'round
Ass up, face down
Now I'm trippin', making sounds
I'm talking back, back and forth
Trying to take that ass to court
Make it known, make it loud
Wanna take you, take you down
I'm feeling deep down inside
Deep, deep down inside, I'm crazy
(I'm getting)
Yardman

Deep down inside
Deep, deep down inside, I'm crazy
Deep down inside
Deep, deep down inside, I'm crazy
Deep down inside
Deep, deep down inside, side

Fuck what they talking 'bout
Hah hah hah
(Dance)
I wanna dance, I wanna
I wanna jam
(Dance)
I'm on the floor, I'm in a
I'm in a trance
(Dance)
I wanna jam, I wanna
I wanna jam
(Where he at?)

Oh, my love
Don't you know
That many, many, many, many men don't
What?
Don't what?
Don't what?
Don't what?