Lyrics:
Without TIP, the world just might tip
Might fall off axis
That's what you call balance
The ying, the yang, the twins, Gemini
They looking
All now, we're still taking, saving lives
(Trust)
My young boy ching my man (Ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys
(Ayy, ying that)
I
Verse 2: Baby I'm Bruce Lee, Bruce Wayne, kick this like Kung Fu, Wu Tang, Ying Yang twins or even Liu Kang, Mortal Kombat when the crew swing, get over
sake she takes shots with a boss.
Verse 2: Baby I'm Bruce Lee, Bruce Wayne, kick this shit like Kung Fu, Wu Tang, Ying Yang twins or even Liu Kang,
pressure
They don't miss you 'till you gone with the wind
And they tired of dancing like a Ying Yang Twin
You can't have the Yin without the Yang my
for the Ying Yang Twins
16 bitches in thongs in 1 club
The home of the 5th, redbones and big butts
Game spittin' bitches splitting all on the floor
got Ying Yang Twins and Mike Jones in the house tonight!
Yo yo
(All these piece)
Collipark and Swishahouse in this bitch
Check it out, yo yo
I'm
Ying Yang Twins
And it's a new year nigga
And you know its your dawg beatin ass formally known as DJ Smurf
And since this is a new day for us I want
[Ying Yang Twins]
Yay
Shit tight
Click right
So fine
Ya'll can't fuck with us
Its the Ying Yang . . . twins and Marques Houston
Chita chita moving
Yo
I said yo
I said she remind me of a that song from the Ying Yang Twins cause all I wanna see her do is
Bend over to the front touch your toes
Et j'ai ma be-bar
Qui chuchote à la chick
Des conseils comme les Ying Yang Twins
J'veux accumuler chaînes et disques en or
Toi ton badge vérifié ne
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
Yo, this is the Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto service public announcement.
Red Line(3x)
Stay by yo self, by yo self
Choke by myself, drink by
exist
Ying yang and we all twins
These thangs make us all twins
Scared artist that won't commit
And the weak artist that still exist
Ying yang and we all
ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now don't
for the Ying Yang Twins
16 bitches in thongs in 1 club
The home of the thick redbones and big butts
Game spittin' bitches splitting all
not compare
Ying Yang we're all the same in difference
Ima give you love just give me clearance
Leave me be in my own silence
I'm all alone I can not
Broke my heel
Ya'll bitches betta' be scared
Its Calipark music
Ying yang twins
USA
United state of Atlanta
We back in this mutha f**ker by our
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
Better shake a booty ho
And them ho's
And the girl with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the Ying Yang twins
We already know we off
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
stretching your body
From the window to the wall
I'mma ying-yang your body
Make my hips hop and hooray
By nature we get naughty
What I'm gon' do, girl,
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
spears and the Ying Yang Twins,
Hah we done became friends.
Might as well let the party begin.
If you wid it then join on in.
I got that boom boom
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