Lyrics:
on your timbs
So when the clip low
Get low like the Ying Yang Twins
Or your scar be all on
The windows n' the wall
I'm in it 'till the end y'all, win, lose
be concetrate, quick to start regulate
Grab yo' shit, ya gon' get killed, times up anyway
Fuckin wit the Ying Yang Twins don't you know the price you
take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twins, ah,
That's spot clickin' till the D's run in
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
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
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
and flip the script, and got the world start screamin' our names
Ying Yang in this thang and its evident
(You don't really like us nigga?) You irrelevent
We
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
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'
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 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
and flip the script, and got the world start screamin' our names
Ying Yang in this thang and its evident
(You dont really like us nigga?) You irrelevent
We
Yang Twins
D-Roc
I Rock On Paper But I Rock Rock Rymes
But Ying Yang Gon' Crank This Bitch Every God Damn Time
Kaine & D-Roc Bitch We Wont Stop
to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins, beatin' ass
Collipark Music Incorpertated
This that next level right here, it's that crunk party
All these
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
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
(WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
[Verse Two]
Ying Yang
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
be so cop
Free car full tank finna spin block ying yang me and Snizzle got twin chops
Still bussing hits at the bus stop play with me nigga get your
be my moon
The beauty and shine
Will reflect off of you
I could be your cold
I cold be warmth
Like ying and yang
A balance to our world
I could be
to ya we can have a lot of fun
Shake it like a salt shaker like I am a Ying Yang Twin
All dat ass on you girl you I ain't got no choice to win
All dat ass
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
these hoes by my goddamn self. Foreal
Y'all actin like y'all don't remember that Ying Yang twins?
Smoke by myself, Drink by myself, fuck these hoes by my
Respect
And with the bros
Its only rise
In progress
Haaa
Moments wildin out
Sounded like
Ying yang
Twin on my shoulder
Looking for 20 twin twin
Cause life
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