Lyrics:
harder. It's crazy we ain't made it to the bedroom. Ying yang playin while i make the bedroom boom. Awe you like that tongue action soul snatching hope you
tried to escape last night
But they really don't stand for that crap
They put me up against the wall and they
Hit me over the head, put me
ying yang twins
hahh
If I let you hit my blunt nigga we friends
Cause I love Mary Jane like you
Man this some good shit
Smoke on a daily yes I do
This
beings
My back yard now a goddamned crime scene
I am the ying, I am the yang
Good and evil are one in the same
No more insane than Jesus Christ?
you do, you do it admirably
And I ain't choose it, that thang chose me
It's Bubba K and Ying Yang all the way in this thang, go
Booty, booty, booty,
Whole lot of demons hoppin' outside
Keep the ratchet on me, put 'em on FOX 5 (yeah)
We 'bout to spin again, I bet you bitches see me now (yeah)
tried to escape last night
But they really don't stand for that crap
They put me up against the wall and they
Hit me over the head, put me
some mo'
My car's Ying Yang'n the way it sit LOWW
A little Anita, a little Vandross
I got two guns to give you secondhand smoke
I'm no joke, this
passing by a jewelery store
she said " a golden ring is for the poor "
go and get me a diamond ring
and forever i'll be your yang and ying
if
of the corolla cruizing and we five deep
New phone twinning
Siamese
Ying yang spinning
Chinese
Million-dollar grinning
Get it God speed
New show high knees
Make it
the summer nights
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh ooh
Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up
you get lower
Let me see you get lower
Lower
Let me see you get lower
Lower
Top floor at Mickeys
Bathroom stall hickeys
Ying Yang Twin titties
Uh,
Mayhem, double hands on the above
To me I'm putting the Ying on Kaine, putting the Yang to 'em
Murderers, killas, thug niggas
Atl. grave diggers, Inglewood
And it's Mm Mm
And it's gold rings
And I got the gold
And it's
Gold rings nigga, Trinidad James
Fly like
Soul Plane, ghetto twins, ying-yang
Bitches,
girl make it dribble
Two girls kissing yeah dats Skittles
How bout we make this a triple
Eat you both down to the gristle
Ying Yang twins girl make it
ching, I'm in.
Bling my rims I sing they spin,
But my 2 nine M's, they the ying yang twins
Cus they Skeet, Skeet, Skeet, Skeet, from the window
It left a stain
It left a stain
I did complain
I can't complain
(Lord Eli)
Ying yang
It's what
The Same thang (thang)
Can't have one
Without the other
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
by the neck
Any way I touch you, walk with me..
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. GRRRRR
This ain't the way it's supposed to be (B.S.!)
This ain't the way it's
on your booty, shawty
Please don't try to move me, shawty
I'm trying to be in the life of the party
Shawty, shawty
Can you feel it? I want to know!
the summer nights
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh ooh
Tell me more, tell me more
Was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Did she put up
a reckless life style
I touched you on the central plains
It was plane to train my twin
It was just plane shadow to train shadow
But to me it was skin
crazy
We can go half on a baby
Let me whisper in your ear like Ying Yang Twin
Pull them panties to the side
Let me slide Right In
Young Usher
Girl you
a reckless life style
I touched you on the central plains
It was plane to train my twin
It was just plane shadow to train shadow
But to me it was skin
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