Lyrics:
be my moon
The beauty and shine
Will reflect off of you
I could be your cold
I cold be warmth
Like ying and yang
A balance to our world
I could be
All now, we're still taking, saving lives
(Trust)
My young boy ching my man (Ying that)
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys
(Ayy, ying that)
I
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
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
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
not compare
Ying Yang we're all the same in difference
Ima give you love just give me clearance
Leave me be in my own silence
I'm all alone I can not
stretching your body
From the window to the wall
I'mma ying-yang your body
Make my hips hop and hooray
By nature we get naughty
What I'm gon' do, girl,
T
Ying to the Yang, up in this thang
D to da roc
My Nigga Kaine, open it cut
Pouring it up, rolling it up
Holing it up, ain't her ass swollen or what?
Yes
spears and the Ying Yang Twins,
Hah we done became friends.
Might as well let the party begin.
If you wid it then join on in.
I got that boom boom
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
T
Ying to the Yang, up in this thang
D to da roc
My Nigga Kaine, open it cut
Pouring it up, rolling it up
Holing it up, ain't her ass swollen or what?
Yes
Better shake a booty ho
And them ho's
And the girl with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the Ying Yang twins
We already know we off
workin'
Ever since the game 'bout girls been twerkin?
The ying yang twins know that to do
If you dance in the club they'd were out for you
Do you like what
Eminem?
But no one's insaner than Slim, look at that evil grin (evil twin)
Please come in, what was your name again?
Hi, faggot
Look who's back with
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
(Shorty) we goin' to go to the club
And get crunk with Britney
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ying Yang, Ya Who? Britney
(Shorty) She think she fine
Fine
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
Ah shit
Y'all know what time it is (What time is it?)
It's the return of the motha fuckin' ying yang twins
And you know this is your boy Collipark
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
king
She know she's my queen
She dress so good
She makes me weak
F a Wednesday
She makes my week
She says she shy
But she still peaks
Ying Yang twins
[Ying Yang Twins]
(Shout it)
We gonna go to the club and get drunk with Britney
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ying Yang, Britney
(Shout it)
She
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
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins & Lil' Jon]
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy ocean
Row like eighteen wheeler
Yeah we break it down betta shake a booty hoe
And them hoes and the girl with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
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