Lyrics:
Yang Twins
D-Roc
I Rock On Paper But I Rock Rock Rymes
But Ying Yang Gon' Crank This Bitch Every God Damn Time
Kaine & D-Roc Bitch We Wont Stop
[INTRO]
Ying Yang, we done done it again
and put it on the map like hahn!
......
Put it on the map like hahn!
[Chorus]
Think we aint crunk, they
dance and tek it to dem, to dem, come on!!!!
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins + (Elephant Man)]
Three, six, nine, damn your fine
Move it till you sock it to me
just a bitch, my nigga (c'mon)
Ah, now look, this the Ying-Yang Twins right
And we done collabed with Lil' John and them Eastside Boys and Pastor
Broke my heel
Ya'll bitches betta' be scared
Its Calipark music
Ying yang twins
USA
United state of Atlanta
We back in this mutha f**ker by our
we went and got Methrone, but of course it's the Ying yang twins
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way you
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
we went and got Methrone, but of course it's the Ying yang twins
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way you
hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh my god, from the south to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins
back to me (Bring)
I was in the rain coat
I was starving in the E (Cold)
Ying yang twins, bang bang, skeet skeet
(Skeet)
Tryna mate, I got hoes in my
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
hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh my god, from the south to the bottom
Trick daddy dollaz, ying yang twins, beatin'
Throw em up, letter A's
Split the two tens, double blackjacks
Asian twins 21, it's their birthday
Call 'em ying yang
Suck me up, hurricane with her
Ey, dis D-Roc from the Ying Yang Twins (yup)
And I got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie, and B Gizzle to help me show y'all how ta walk
Dis is a new
(1453 Yaaa hear me)
This my brother yang, bitch I'm ying
Tryna stack my paper tall until it's Yao Ming
Light skin she gotta a twin, yea I got wild
Ying Yang Twins
And it's a new year nigga
And you know its your dawg beatin ass formally known as DJ Smurf
And since this is a new day for us I want
to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins, beatin' ass
Collipark Music Incorpertated
This that next level right here, it's that crunk party
All these
[Ying Yang Twins]
Yay
Shit tight
Click right
So fine
Ya'll can't fuck with us
Its the Ying Yang . . . twins and Marques Houston
Chita chita moving
Yo
I said yo
I said she remind me of a that song from the Ying Yang Twins cause all I wanna see her do is
Bend over to the front touch your toes
It's Whateva Wit Us
Three 6 Mafia f/ Youngbloodz, Ying Yang Twins
Chorus DJ Paul
What you bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What you
Et j'ai ma be-bar
Qui chuchote à la chick
Des conseils comme les Ying Yang Twins
J'veux accumuler chaînes et disques en or
Toi ton badge vérifié ne
take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twins, ah,
That's spot clickin' till the D's run in
exist
Ying yang and we all twins
These thangs make us all twins
Scared artist that won't commit
And the weak artist that still exist
Ying yang and we all
be so cop
Free car full tank finna spin block ying yang me and Snizzle got twin chops
Still bussing hits at the bus stop play with me nigga get your
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