Lyrics:
dro (Smoke dro!!!)
Get low because I fuckin said so
[Elephant Man:] Come on!!!
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins + (Elephant Man)]
Three, six, nine, damn your
be concetrate, quick to start regulate
Grab yo' shit, ya gon' get killed, times up anyway
Fuckin wit the Ying Yang Twins don't you know the price 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
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
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'
(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
[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 ain't crunk, they
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
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
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
(WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
[Verse Two]
Ying Yang
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
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
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
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
be my moon
The beauty and shine
Will reflect off of you
I could be your cold
I cold be warmth
Like ying and yang
A balance to our world
I could be
to ya we can have a lot of fun
Shake it like a salt shaker like I am a Ying Yang Twin
All dat ass on you girl you I ain't got no choice to win
All dat ass
Yeah (Yeah)
Uh Colli Park in the house
Slick we got Bun be (Bun B) Ying Yang Twins Check it out
Colli Park drop them beats that'll rock ya world
decorate it
(Ying that)
I told bro "We're all one, no separating"
(All one)
The gang gets serious if we're all debating
That's VWF, the G's loves shaving
it tight
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight
Quarter to twelve and we just getting in
Bubba gon' make it spark wit' the Ying Yang Twins
these hoes by my goddamn self. Foreal
Y'all actin like y'all don't remember that Ying Yang twins?
Smoke by myself, Drink by myself, fuck these hoes by my
Better shake a booty ho
And them ho's
And the girl with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the Ying Yang twins
We already know we off
break it down betta shake a booty
And hoes and the hoe with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off
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