Lyrics:
tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin Bitch u can get to walkin
tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin Bitch u can get to walkin
folks town,
And fo, I forget to say you should have been fixture streets by MLK,
I ain't talkin' about the dope,
In talking about the raggedy road,
the whole floor
Ying yang twins kickin' in your door
Scat like a rat when a cat comin' out the house
Dir-ty south
D-Roc
My bad we done did it again
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
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
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
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
[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
twins|Thindering cars in the street|Bumping red stop sign drop top|Cops flying speed limit twenty five|People outside in the middle of the block|Like it when
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
[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
[Intro]
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by
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
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
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
crunk as no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka
[Chorus x2]
Who we is? Ying Yang Twins, What's are names? D Roc
[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
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 thick redbones and big butts
Game spittin' bitches splitting all
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
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
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
can bump
Well dance time is up
Let's go, let's go (yup)
We can get it in
We can get some friends
Do it like he ying yang twins start whisperin'
Wait
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