The Yes Yes Show

You better get ready for a big surprise You think it's almost over, but it's only on the rise Mental message via visual contact Louder than any other sexual soundtrack More margarita for my cute señorita Triple the tequila just to heighten up the flavor Chuggin' down on my J&B While checkin' out the parts of my dick's anatomy Forget the brain, forget the personality What I'm after is your effects on my gravity Like Trinity, flying high with her kicks And controlling the game with my heavy duty joystick You better get ready for a big surprise You think it's almost over, but it's only on the rise Mental message via visual contact Louder than any other sexual soundtrack Flip the tip as we skip to the next trip Flashin' some cash and some rockstar bullshit Goin' in for the thrill, movin' in for the kill I got us a room in a fancy hotel And we've got everything we need A big bag of money, a bigger bag of weed And try to impress as we start to undress Stop the press, we need to get this You better get ready for a big surprise You think it's almost over, but it's only on the rise Mental message via visual contact Louder than any other sexual soundtrack I'd like to keep it going 'cause I got it going on But it's Vinci's turn on the microphone, so... Ehem, my name is Vinci, and I am neat I love pretty girls, and I love to eat I made this rap from my mind And I am very, very kind I like to drive fast in fancy cars And chicks dig me like chocolate bars They say I'm bad, but I am good So shut up now, and eat some food Tsong, ano ba'ng problema mo? Ayusin mo naman Lagyan mo naman ng tono, para kang nangangatwiran Ano ba'ng inaatupag mo sa bago mong apartment? Sampung taon ka nang sikat, wala ka pa rin bang talent? Tsong, ano ba'ng sinasabi mo? Mali ang sinasabi mo Magaling akong kumanta Alam mo ba 'yung "Picha Pie", hmm? Kung sa bagay, mahusay nga naman 'yung "Picha Pie" Gamit ang boses mong pamatay, nilagyan mo ng kulay ang kanta 'Di ba, kahit ikaw ang gumawa Alam nating mas okay kung ako 'yung kumanta? Tsong naman, please lang, 'wag ka nang magyabang At alam mo naman na pang-back up ka lang At ilan na ba ang talagang nagawa mong kanta? Ilan? Wala (eh, ano ngayon?) Alam naman nating lahat na si Vinci naman talaga dapat Ang vocalist ng Parokya band, ng Parokya ni Edgar Teka lang, one minute, pwede bang pakiulit? Maaaring may lamang ka sa paligo Subalit bakit mo naman nasabi na ikaw ang nararapat Eh, ni isang kanta man lang, wala kang naisulat? Eh, ba't ibang singers naman, kahit 'di n'ya sinulat Ang kinakanta nilang kanta ay sobra kung sumikat? Tulad ko, at ni Quino, at ni Benedict Aquino Na wala na yatang mas sisikat pa kahit na sino Ewan ko, sandali, 'wag ka ngang makulit Kung ayaw mong masipa sa mukha nang malupit Baka makatikim ka ng sarsuwela de kamao Na sinlisto el de gato sa gulpihan de con todo Talaga, 'di nga, tatawa na ba ako? Hindi porke't Koreano ka, magaling kang mag-taekwondo 'Wag kang mag-aangas sa lalaking may balbas Kami 'yung mga tipo na hindi umaatras Sandali lang, 'wag muna kayong maglaban Bago kayo magsuntukan, ba't 'di n'yo muna pag-usapan ang 'di maunawaan? Sige na, kiss na, peace na, please Pambayad mo ng jeepney, kulang pa ng dyis Kung ayaw mong mangyari ang nangyari sa iba Matuto tayo kung paano magpakumbaba 'Wag nating kalimutan kung saan nagsimula Alam naman nating lahat na mahal natin ang isa't isa't Walang iwanan sa Parokya band, sa Parokya ni Edgar Band, band Uh, 'di ko alam kung paano tatapusin 'yung kanta Kaya ganito na lang, bigla na lang mawawala