Lyrics:
Shooting Star
Verse 1 He set out for the silver screen
When he sold the family farm
Had a Ying and Yang figure
Tattooed on both his arms
Smoked
know how to give
One good one bad
Ying and yang on my dick
One black one white
That's a panda on my dick
I doggy yang
While she's licking the clit
Three
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All vocals, instruments and other noises by Jack
Recorded in Nashville in 2023... as a capstone for the previously recorded songs
we're ocean apart
If the water starts to rise
You can meet me in the Ark
Two at a time so I tell you apart
One side light and the other side dark
Ying
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Jacki-O)
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Ying-Yang)
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki
Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Po' Boy)
that’s right
Guess I’ll live it with its ying its yang wont let that pass me by
Everything in conteXt it has a place a time
Pure and simple plain and true
name Twin glocks this ying this Yang
She say Eli you so bipolar she losing her mind tryna figure me out
I done punched in so much I don't fucked up
time
It's the Ying verse the Yang, sorta like rain without shine
Sometimes against the grain you grind gotta grit your teeth and bear it
Matthew 5,
cheap
I learned that life can be sweet and bitter at the same time
It's the Ying verse the Yang, sorta like rain without shine
Sometimes against
they ain't about nuttin'
They steady with that ying-yang, you already my thing-thang
Let's fly, two first class, mimosas in the glass
White sand, when
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 to do it like this
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
Unh
Bre-on, yin and yang
Gid ahd, yin and ying
Giih gaaah
Existential dread seep in my head
Niggas sleep I cant, meet its cousin instead
Meter
a fail, ying is to yang as ebb is to flow
Understanding so is the same as 'I know'
I understand so that there is no top of the top at all
Back towards
In The back seat straight freak no telLy
Beat beat skeet skeet no ying yang
Best throat west coast I been game
My name yo name ain't the same
You can't
all up in my gills
From the yang to the ying
Catch me blooming like the spring
And the time go smooth when I dance and I sing
Wonder when ya gonna
Ying Yang, ping pong
Sing along till you fall on down, round the roses, poses, it was the posers
But it wasn't us
To hell with that
As far as I'm
Of Jewlery Glo Boy Like Chief Keef
Ying Yang Twins In Mercedes' Benz I'm Like chh Skeet Skeet
In ctlanta On Peach Tree Wit c Georgia Peach
Who Don't Eat Meat
I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown
can't even holla with something, see I done lived it now
These niggas thinkin I owe 'em, when I don't
Yeah
When you gotta let it fly
Don't mind me I'm just coolin'
But I could watch a hater mood switch
And we got that ying-yang on tunage
We could
She the ying she the yang
Say they love the way that my dang-a-lang hang
Fuckin so many ion even kno they name
Niggas be confused but it's bcuz u
mud
When they threw dirt off my name
I hit potholes on my path
But bullshit can't knock me off my frame
Ying and Yang
If it ain't black enough
I
on the beat
Ying yang twins
Self made bitch
All day bitch
See me up in the club
And slay bitch
You basic
Outdated
You see all this confidence
Can't fake it
Self
to the wall
I'mma ying-yang your body
Make my hips hop and hooray
By nature we get naughty
Want 100% of your twelve play
Confessions, you're gettin' in
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