Everybody in the club in the heat Pussy get to poppin' when we holdin' the beat Bitches throwin' up, they posin' hands Ass keep poppin' out these female
do it again Here's another ten bitch do it again Work like a game that you playin' to win Make that pussy fart for the Ying Yang Twins Sixteen bitches
Suck it, suck it, suck it, suck it Suck it, suck it, suck it Suck it, suck it, suck it, suck it Suck it, suck it, suck it Suck it, suck it, suck it,
They put me on the song back then we all got along, aint had no switch game Atlanta just wont be the same, Hit Man, Sammy Sam, DJ Smurf and Ying Yang,
Ying Yang, we done done it again And put it on the map like hahn Put it on the map like hahn Think we ain't crunk, they think we playing All around the
Y'all niggaz ain't crunk Y'all niggaz don't bump Y'all can't blow out the trunk Y'all niggaz ain't crunk Y'all niggaz ain't crunk Y'all niggaz don't
What it is? Most of us women, we just good at what we do But what y'all need to remember is, don't do what we do You do what we tell you to do, c'mon
The nerve calmer The nerve calmer The nerve calmer The nerve calmer The nerve calmer I'm kinda antsy in my mothafuckin' pants The average bro might not
's happnin'? (What?) I said boom, it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo dome Boom, bitch what's happnin'? (What?) Boom, bitch what's happnin'? Ying Yang
out doz, Brang yo azz out doz [Verse 3] Mayhem, double hands on the above To me I'm putting the Ying on Kaine, putting the Yang to 'em Murderers,
Every now and then you get mad Sometimes I make you sad Make you want to say kiss my ass I'm tired of listenin' to you naggin' She talkin' to me like
drunk as a motherfucka See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a mother' fucka' Who we is? Ying Yang
twurk go head and start and make that pussy fart and whistle while you twurk (twurk summin). {ying yang twins} ying yang in this thang (ying yang). (
, y'all know what the sound of that is Thats the sound of them braves Them Atlanta niggas in this bitch once again It's the mother fuckin' Ying Yang Twins
Be ballin' G's we get buck All ballin' G's just get crunk Bitches let me see you ride that dick Nigga you got ice than rock that shit Real niggas they
People want to knooow, people want to knooow What we here fooor, what we here fooor We thug walkin', we thug walkin', thug walkin' Verse One: {Ying Yang
bit mo crunk(yup, yup) Here we come to get you,ya betta get crunk(ok,ok, ok) Here we come to get you, a lil bit mo crunk(yup, yup) (Verses 1-Ying Yang
, judge you know what I mean (echo) Chorus: 2x [D-Roc] Some of these niggaz be fuckin' ya'll quick, nigga, what you taught my Ying Yang Twins (?)