Dear Yvette

Yo yvette, theres a lot of rumours goin around

Theyre so bad, baby you might have to skip town

See somethings smellin fishy and they say its you

All I know is that you made it with the whole damn crew

They say youre a man-eater during the full moon

Mascot of the senior boys locker room

They said yvette walked in, there wasnt too much rap

Her reputation got bigger, and so did her gap

Cuz girl your momma shoulda taught you better

Imma sit down and write you a long letter.

Dear yvette x4

Im glad you aint my sister, then again if you was

Id have to treat you like you was my distant cuz

Im not a news reporter, I dont mean to assume

What should I think? I seen ya comin out the mens bathroom

You wasnt in there alone, wasnt usin the phone

The door was locked for twenty minutes, all I heard was moan.

I dont really know if the story is so

I can either ask curly, or larry or moe

Or earl, shabazz, lou, mookie or joe

Like santa claus said, youre a ho-ho-ho

In every disco you say hello

Like youre a little angel, but we all know

Since you was eleven you been actin this way

You always got in bed when you wanted to play

Youre a freak, you think youre lady godiva

Some freaks are live, but yvette youre liver.

Youre a back-seat queen, a elevator pro

A high-powered body makes your levis grow

See the stories Ive heard, they could amaze

I heard she did it on a motorcycle back in the days

So calm down freak, get a g.e.d.

Thats a general education on decency

One day youll see, and agree with me

Unless youre gonna be a freak until youre 93

For you theres no fee, everything is free

This is from me to you, not you to me

Every night is your night, your leather pants are tight

You try to shake your butt with all your might

I dont really wanna dis nobody

You might think I had a little too much bacardi

But thats not the problem, the problems yvette

How bad can a girls reputation get?

See shes the kinda girl all the homeboys met

If youre desparate ask yvette, cuz shell bet.say

B-boys are hard on the boulevard

The reverend at the church said you was barred

Homeboys on the block love you a lot

Youre a real famous freak whether you like it or not

So before you start walking and your beak starts squawkin

Let me explain to you who is talkin

Im l.l. cool j from around the way

You boogie down to my records almost every day

Go a hundred miles an hour when youre standin still

Youre faster than my caddy when its goin downhill

Wont forget that day in the y.m.c.a.

The guy at the desk said it was ok

For you to come inside cuz he knew youd stay

Greg g. and garfield yelled hooray