Lyrics:
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
[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
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
just a bitch, my nigga (c'mon)
Ah, now look, this the Ying-Yang Twins right
And we done collabed with Lil' John and them Eastside Boys and Pastor
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
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 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'
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
to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins, beatin' ass
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This that next level right here, it's that crunk party
All these
[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
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
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
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
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
(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
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
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