Lyrics:
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
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
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
name
Or get left back no 911
Rinse this juice Bishop Raheem
Bad meets evil ying no Yang
Chase him down like a fucking bank
I'm a young prodigy reekin
Fucked up Chingy's song
Afro-mother fuckin-man cant stand no mother fuckin Ying-Yang Twins
I think Lil John and the Eastside Boys is an ignorant,
a the ying, we connect like a twin
She been genuine, on to me she will cling
When I'm far and away it is me she's missing, so me sing
Chorus
Verse 2
Rate her
at the Grammy Awards, now top that
Mr. Collipark, keep the money comin in
Puffy don't party like the Ying Yang Twins
Cadillac boy, mack down to the end
Peace,
do
(Ooh) she do
Whisper like the ying-yang twins , I'm tryna see what's up
Young melanated queen looking like a million bucks
You need to come rock
dizzy
Baby put it in ya mouth hoe blow me like a stizzy
WHOAAA
Baby Shake it like a salt shaker
Word to lil Jon ima have to say yeaaah
Ying yang twins
viel Dill
Zur Afterhour wird gegrillt
Coverband der Ying Yang Twins
Fuck wir sind ja doch zu Dritt
Das Ja Das
Ist der Spass, den wir haben
Der Rasen
and my boy shorts
Now for the freaks in here, it's the remix
Puttin' down with the Ying Yang Twins
Last night I fell in love with an O.G.
He crept up on me
ying yang twins
hahh
If I let you hit my blunt nigga we friends
Cause I love Mary Jane like you
Man this some good shit
Smoke on a daily yes I do
This
At times it feels like I'm not in control of my own motion
Boom
The God in me has just awoken
Ying yang tattooed on my spiritual body
This shit is not
wassup
Thousand dollars loaded up, HA
Like a gun
Ooh
Hop in a foreign with me
Ying yang yeah
Hop in a foreign with me
Hop in it
Hop in a foreign with me
I'm so shy
When I'm out
When I'm up
When it's day
When it's night
When it's ying
When it's yang
I'm still holding onto hands
I can't be
By myself
Balancing with desferal, call that Ying Yang Twin
And get chemically imbalanced when the kid starts spitting
That's the full bitten, when the price is right,
shit like a IV
And Justoo that's my twin we stuck together but not siamese
Bro he like my yin-yang
I can't even fuck you baby you not like my twin flame
told my ass I special
Cuz I didn't know shit but causing wrath with a pencil
Wrecking havoc on the tempo
Attacking the instrumental
Disintegrating your
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