Lyrics:
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,
matter how you define it
It still comes out black
See it's just a hair trim
So you can call it what you want
[2Pac]
Now I clown around, when I hang
[Ying Yang Twins]
(Shout it)
We gonna go to the club and get drunk with Britney
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ying Yang, Britney
(Shout it)
She
we went and got Methrone, but of course it's the Ying yang twins
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way you
to his Yang
Yay ay ay
I'm the Yin to his Yang
Bae ay bay
Keep that same energy, when you step to me
Bae bae bae,
Slick talking out your neck, repeat
we went and got Methrone, but of course it's the Ying yang twins
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way you
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
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
a little bang in your ying yang come along
Well we flew through Cincinnati
And we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that sky line chili along
better back that gat
6kay my twin we going back to back
New Glock with a scope attached
Bad lil bitch better back that back
Use my ying and I splat his
a little bang in your ying yang come along
Well we flew through Cincinnati
And we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that sky line chili along
and yang)
Kissing in my foreign smoking gas till the end
Out in Tokyo buying pieces from my fans
If she ain't mine i can't fuck w her friends
Blonde Twins
hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh my god, from the south to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins
[INTRO]
Ying Yang, we done done it again
and put it on the map like hahn!
......
Put it on the map like hahn!
[Chorus]
Think we ain't crunk, they
and Ying Yang,
I know when kids rockin(?) used to beat the block, I lived in a little house boy,
And the block party would never stop, I remember when
hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh my god, from the south to the bottom
Trick daddy dollaz, ying yang twins, beatin'
[INTRO]
Ying Yang, we done done it again
and put it on the map like hahn!
......
Put it on the map like hahn!
[Chorus]
Think we aint crunk, they
Now Do I want a dance I’ma tell ya certainly
Plus I got dough cause I know you don’t work for free
YING YANG TWINS whistle while you twerk for me
(B.G. Talking)
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
a little bang in your ying yang come along
Well we flew through Cincinnati
And we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that sky line chili along
hotel)
Bought every fragrance you could see (every fragrance you could see)
So when I walk by, you can smell (so when I walk by, you can smell)
Call up
Ey, dis D-Roc from the Ying Yang Twins (yup)
And I got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie, and B Gizzle to help me show y'all how ta walk
Dis is a new
workin'
Ever since the game 'bout girls been twerkin?
The ying yang twins know that to do
If you dance in the club they'd were out for you
Do you like what
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
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