Lyrics:
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
Your the Jelly to my PB your the Ying to my Yang
I feel the warmth of your heart that's why I call you twin flame
Yeah we're perfect too perfect in fact
Yeah we break it down betta shake a booty hoe
And them hoes and the girl with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We
clothes
One time for the gang with the Ying Yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Don't tolerate that talkin'
Bitch you can get to walkin'
And them hoes and the girl
With the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with
The ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Don't tolerate that
keep on commin now cause we wont quit
thats why we keep brangin hits
We droppin everythan u poppin from the ying yang twins again
Tell them to make yo
to his Yang
Yay ay ay
I'm the Yin to his Yang
Bae ay bay
Keep that same energy, when you step to me
Bae bae bae,
Slick talking out your neck, repeat
We won't quit, that's why we keep bringin hits
We droppin' everything you poppin'
From the Ying Yang Twins again
To make your adrenaline, pump
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
tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin Bitch u can get to walkin
tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin Bitch u can get to walkin
tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin Bitch u can get to walkin
Ummm
Been in the booth got me looking Chinese
Two bad bitches think they Siamese
Twins about to roll up once again
I Yin and Yang shit I feel like
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
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
Yeah (Yeah)
Uh Colli Park in the house
Slick we got Bun B (Bun B) Ying Yang Twins Check it out
Colli Park drop them beats that'll rock ya world
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
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
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
on your timbs
So when the clip low
Get low like the Ying Yang Twins
Or your scar be all on
The windows n' the wall
I'm in it 'till the end y'all, win, lose
on your timbs
So when the clip low
Get low like the Ying Yang Twins
Or your scar be all on
The windows n' the wall
I'm in it 'till the end y'all, win, lose
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
here talking that Ying Yang
and playing games mane
WE ARE NOT THE SAME
fuck that social media,
fool we come & see ya
WE ARE NOT THE SAME
you out here
We use pre paid shit's
They listen to we whisper
Like the Ying Yang Twins
I cook grams up, boil 'em in ether
So my tag with the kush
Man more than your
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