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(D-Roc)]
Here we come so fuck the whole flow
Ying Yang Twins kicking in your door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad
(D-Roc)]
Here we come so fuck the whole flow
Ying Yang Twins kicking in your door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad
(D-Roc)]
Here we come so fuck the whole flow
Ying Yang Twins kicking in your door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad
Yo, this is the Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto service public announcement.

Red Line(3x)
Stay by yo self, by yo self

Choke by myself, drink by
(D-Roc)]
Here we come so fuck the whole flow
Ying Yang Twins kicking in your door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad
(D-Roc)]
Here we come so fuck the whole flow
Ying Yang Twins kicking in your door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad
Standin by the bar
See every time ying yang catch a vibe
They say we too hype, beg us too be quiet
Thats all good if we was in a church
But niggas be
and fuck the world
(Man, what you saying nigga?) fuck the world!
Man, I'm down 'cause it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine, that Ying Yang Twins
Then go
Ying Yang Twins and them dirty boys (Nigga what?)
That's a coma

I told ya niggaz don't be playin with it
'cause when you see it in chrome
Then you know
a little bang in your ying yang come along

Well we flew through Cincinnati
And we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that sky line chili along
Ah shit
Y'all know what time it is (What time is it?)
It's the return of the motha fuckin' ying yang twins
And you know this is your boy Collipark
a little bang in your ying yang come along

Well we flew through Cincinnati
And we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that sky line chili along
And anybody want to see us apart we need to get rid of
They ass man and that's from the heart. 
Pick em apart now that the ying yang twins got some ends, 
We
Ladies and thugs
Please report to the dance floor
It's Ying Yang Twins and we're about to
Take over the game, game, game, game

Say 1, say 2,
ain't never gon' mount to shit

Fuck the Ying Yang Twins, they ain't shit
They ain't ridin' on dubs, they ain't shit
They got them golds in their
[Ying Yang Twins]
(Shout it)
We gonna go to the club and get drunk with Britney
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ying Yang, Britney

(Shout it)
She
[Chorus (Ying Yang Twins)]
Booty, Booty, Booty, Booty, rockin everywhere [3x]
Rockin everywhere [2x]

[Bubba Sparxxx]
I found you MS NEW BOOTY
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins]
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a mother' fucka'
See me and my
nigga, 
What you taught my Ying Yang Twins (?) still runnin' up at the (?)
Some of these niggaz be perpetratin'
On the side-lines, instigatin
Nigga like me
(B.G. Talking)
What's Happening
It's Lil be	 Gizzle (Check Me Out)
Ying Yang Twins (Oh Yeah)
And We need a hot girl
I'm tellin you we want you
and Ying Yang,
I know when kids rockin(?) used to beat the block, I lived in a little house boy,
And the block party would never stop, I remember when
[Intro]
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by
(shorty)
We gonna go to the club and get crunk with Britney
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ying yang, ya who? Britney

(shorty)
She think she fine
gotta get rid of that cancer
Then we can beep beep, I mean, creep creep
I ain't the Ying Yang Twins but you know I like to skeet skeet
And that boy got
[Ying Yang Twins]
(Shout it)
We gonna go to the club and get drunk with Britney
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ying Yang, Britney

(Shout it)
She