Lyrics:
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
on palms, and bags labelled Cheech and Chong
The Jimi Hendrix of rap, I got an afro and bandanna
Then I rock jams like Santana
I move MC's like niggas
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
(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
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
of the siamese
Twins in we're back in the nineties
Back to a time that's divided
By Batman, Mad Max and Macgyver
But remind us, why would I wanna go
Back
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
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,
on
White boy drip, tatted up, Post Malone
Eyes real low, I'm the new Cheech & Chong
Travis Scott on my ho, pick up the phone
Infinity bars comin' straight
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
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
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
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
to a smoker, I need it
Ying-yang to my chong, I cheat shit
If the pussy great, she crazy, believe it
Classy little turn up, but I'm freak
Yeah, yeah
In
with the Ying Yang Twins
Last night I fell in love with an O.G.
He crept up on me
And this what he told me
He said
This is the "Wait" remix
This
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
It's Whateva Wit Us
Three 6 Mafia f/ Youngbloodz, Ying Yang Twins
Chorus DJ Paul
What you bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What you
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