2 Live Crew – Yakety Yak Lyrics

Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak

When you’re told to do something by your mom and dad
Don’t frown in their face or get mad
Because as long as you’re livin’ under their roof
You better mind your mouth, or get Dad’s boot

It’s the simples thing that they ask of you
Like mow the lawn and take the trash out too
But it always never seems to get done, so

Take out the papers and the trash
Or you don’t get no spendin’ cash
You better wax that kitchen flo’
Or you ain’t rock ‘n rollin’ no mo’

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Don’t touch that phone when it rings
You’re under restriction ’til your room is cleaned
It’ll take away your spending cash
You better have it cleaned, quick and fast

Dust the furniture, have the floor waxed
It gotta be spotless from front to back
You might as well get off your butt and

Just finish cleanin’ up your room
Let’s see that dust fly with that broom
Get all that garbage out of sight
Or you don’t go out Friday night

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Don’t you roll yo’ eyes at me, boy

This house is dirty, it’s a total mess
No need to be rude, so don’t get dressed
There’s a lot of things that have to be done
If you don’t, then you have no fun

Now pack the basket with those dirty clothes
And go to the laundromat before it closes
There’s no need to pout or frown around, so

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You just put on your coat and hat
And walk yourself to the laundry-mat
And when you’re finished doing that
Bring in the dog and put out the cat

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Take out the papers
Take out the papers
Take out the papers
Take out the papers

Take out the papers
Take out the papers
Take out the papers and the trash
And breakdown

Behind your dad’s back, you roll your eyes
Always plottin’ and schemin’ and plannin’ lies
But you’re always doin’ things to make him mad
Instead of doin’ right for good old dad

So tell your friend you’re not hangin’ out
Just do as I say, ’cause I’m the man of the house
You better act like you got some sense and

Don’t you give me no dirty looks
Your father’s stiff, he knows what cooks
Just tell your hoodlum friend outside
You ain’t got time to take a ride

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

What you say to me boy?

Yakety Yak

Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Yakety Yak