Lyrics:
right, get it tight
Quarter to 12, and we just came in
Bubba gon' make it spark with the Ying Yang Twins
Sippin' on Patron, blong blong blong
Shorty in
Mayhem, double hands on the above
To me I'm putting the Ying on Kaine, putting the Yang to 'em
Murderers, killas, thug niggas
Atl. grave diggers, Inglewood
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,
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
walkin', we thug walkin', thug walkin'
Verse One: {Ying Yang Twins back and forth}
Pain make you retaliate
Swang to crack yo chest blade
Hangin' with
What's happening?
It's lil' be Gizzle
(Check me out)
Ying Yang Twins
(Oh yeah)
And we need a hot girl
I'm tellin' you we want you to do it like this
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
she tell me, I ain’t mad
Prolly ain’t at the location I said I’m at
Yeah, I move around like sound nigga, get a map
Gemini nigga, I got ying-yang twins
know she ain't no
Ga ga ga ga ga
Hands be on her knees
Shoutout to ying yang twins
Say iy ya ya ya
Ride me to the alphabet
He jk after I I I I
Fuck
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
wanna pop that ying-yang
I tell em, "Sit down, shut up bitch, and let me kick game" (y'know)
Cause hoes always be sayin' they got it goin on but if they
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
Wu-Tang logo on my duvet
That's ying-yang, that's Baby Boy and Ving Rhames
That's the best of both worlds like God caused the Big Bang (mind blown)
Now
your friend man
I'm on that ying-yang
You could get fling man
Yang
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
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