Lyrics:
Twins]
Take ya clothes off get butt naked!
[Ying Yang Twin]
With the bitch in the club getting naked for cheese.
Like a good Sunday night up in
a new cologne in my neighborhood (Ying Yang in this thang)
Girls get crunk in the Player's Ball (Ying Yang in this thang)
If you sit down, get up off
a new cologne in my neighborhood (Ying Yang in this thang)
Girls get crunk in the Player's Ball (Ying Yang in this thang)
If you sit down, get up off
I Walk on the pitch
I mix up the Ying and and the yang
Converse on my feet
You can't separate me from the gang
I Walk on the pitch
I mix up the Ying
ain't here to shake things up
But I got my hand on my gun
I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang
Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang
You know I make her shit
still wanna be in this shit and he start runnin’
with god damn Kaine
Like they were really gon blow up being the Ying Yang Twins
Them all punk ass niggas!
blow up in this shit
But he still wanna be in this shit
And he start runnin? with goddamn Kain
Like they were really gon' blow up bein? the Ying
to shake it fast then grind slow
She gone make a n***a wanna ride the rodeo
I'll beat that p***y up like ying yang
And I hope you 21 like the slaughter
to shake it fast then grind slow
She gone make a nigga wanna ride the rodeo
I'll beat that pussy up like ying yang
And I hope you 21 like the slaughter
On The Mendrual O
Now Imma See O
Punnn Entertainment Since 2004
& Kaine Got Grown Folks
Naw We Aint Broke Up We Still The Ying Yang Twins
We Just Doin Our Own
Get to the floor, ain't no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me see ya twurk sum'
Get to the floor, ain't no time run
Ying Yang in this
Get to the floor, ain't no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me see ya twurk sum'
Get to the floor, ain't no time run
Ying Yang in this
on a stretching rack
I don't know why they didn't stick the electric rod
Up my big ying yang
I guess there's a time and place for everything
They don't give a damn
on a stretching rack
I don't know why they didn't stick the electric rod
Up my big ying yang
I guess there's a time and place for everything
They don't give a damn
at cops, removing locks
From Rikers, and
I rather be in a Syria, only criteria, is martyrdom
Bombs attached, blowin up all of them
Ying yang
Big bang
HIM
Don't watch me bitch betta watch ya still sister
Ima get this money up ying yang no whisper
Same nigga channel 9 news live on the scene
Lame niggas please
Keep them panty lines showing
Cause Im knowing Rio gon' have them bank accounts growing
Cause we sewing up everything from ying yang to gang bang
in places we don't supposed to touch
But we just don't give a fuck constantly hold our shoulders up
Ying and yang we going together but not officially
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
King mentality for when I got my book up
Walking through the valley Luke cage with the hood up
That means untouchable
Ying yang wit that gudda flow
her Ying and her Yang
Niggas be flocking, jocking, copying my shit go ahead shit you can have it
I got to go to rehab I got a popping, shopping, bad
phone!
Had to make sure i didn't fail
Meanwhile bro was up in jail
Ying and yang of the coin i flipped
that's the life we live and i've got shits
All over my thing, like you're ready for the hang up, hang up
Ready to back my thing up,
Wait till you see more
Ying yang up,
Move to the left, take
thats a no no
Ying Yang got ya krunk sit down and ready
So dont get up on the bitch till i back that ass up
I feel so weedy
show a nigga that you
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