Lyrics:
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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
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
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
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
Wu-Tang, I was the new thang
I whisper the shorty ear before Ying Yang
Before Mobb Deep, I am choc it with the beat
Years before Busta, had my first
sexy
I like my man made
He knows what I want
He's the Ying to my Yang
I like my man patient
And his body real tight
Never keeps me waiting
That's
music
Ying-Yang gon' big better bitch choose it
You got that young tipper, you can't cross that
You pay for the pussy, you can toss that (no)
ride fast in a demon
Bad lil vibe she fine
Like Jodeci I got her feenin
Baby I ain't talking no Ying Yang Twins
She soaking wet and she leaking
Ms.
still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
When
oh you gangsta, then shoot me
Who gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill me
So I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavens
You rap
tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When
two sides of a coin
Ying and the Yang like twins conjoined
It's obvious people can't create wealth
Only thing we destroy is ourself
And the self is
still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
When
Ying-Yang in this thang, we run this muthafucka
A-T-L nucca
[Hook] - 2x
Dont wanna fuck wit' us niggas (well, uh-huh)
We click-click on a nigga
hits
Parang Drake and 40 shit
Gagawin namin to pare panigurado til we all get rich
Tunog ng dalawang elemento binalanse
Na parang ying-yang bitch
All
oh you gangsta, then shoot me
Who gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill me
So I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavens
You rap
sunrise
Bright eyes
Blinded by fear of life
No Merlin is by my side
Hey, father stubborn
You're ying
And I'm yang
I feel alone
Who really cares
Born into
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
I'm recording
It ain't where you think it's at
It's where its at
It ain't where you think it's at
It's where its at
Ying and Yang
Ying and Yang
White
to wear
Especially since I enjoyed clothing myself in sarcasm,
But you, you my prayer answered
You my twin to my flame
You my ying to my yang
You loved me
Carried away by the news of the day,
better stay in the still of your season.
Levers of fear keep the issues unclear,
makes those crazy ideas seem
Gotta find the balance
Don't wanna talk too loud
Gotta move in silence
Feel like ying yang
Gotta find the balance
Stand up for your side
Be
walkin', we thug walkin', thug walkin'
Verse One: {Ying Yang Twins back and forth}
Pain make you retaliate
Swang to crack yo chest blade
Hangin' with
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