Thank you.
This is West Johnson coming live from the streets of the A.T.L.
Get in the view of the public about the Brian Nicole case, excuse me miss what's your albile
Well I personaly think it's very sad for someone to try to kill someone because they don't want to take
responsibility for what they done. And for this to happen at the courthouse, it just dosen't feel safe
anymore.
Well thank you.
Girl, Me and the Lods been friends for a mighty long time
(such a mighty long time, such a mighty long time)
And girl, the thought of leavin' you has never crossed my mind
(Well oh oh..)
Up in the street and misguided never payed attention
So I got my soul devine, player's soul decided
to let my soul confide with the lights of him
Who the father, my bread and my water
I never bought a cue and into this (?)
Down in my world are you going let you hypocrits
It'll take your life to be a Christian man
I hope you learn, everything else
Is in vein so you're bound to burn
Gonna break your bone
I'm in a war don't let this life game over-rule
Trying take control of you
That's all the devil do
God was in Jesus, God is in us
But God ain't in the barrel of that pistol that you bust
You can play this game wrong, you gotta take it how it goes,
Is there ever a feeling for living if the body's gone
I never understood why what can make a man cry,
It can make a man strong when nobody's on his side
Girl, (girl) Me and the Lords been friends for a mighty long time
(such a mighty long time, such a mighty long time)
And girl, the thought of leavin' you has never crossed my mind
(Never crossed my mind, never crossed my mind, oooh)
(Well oh oh..)
Back and forth, night and day, you repeat the same scene
Standing at the pool a bit, time to repent again
Mostly men have a gun just put that down on circle purpose
When the poo of the world, got me standin by the circle
Agitate you, yes it does, this is what you though was love
Only name, same to be lust, mixed emotions make you wanna bust
Mamma tryin, children cryin, dad outta work, welfare lying
Prejudice, always see, the bottom of the barrel
Falling down on my knees, heavenly father, here we go on knowing
That we get to heaven, there's gonna be some open arms,
Judgment was man-made, not a
, and this I recorded,
But I didn't live the party, but I thank that my heart beat,
Gotta make me, oh sure Jesus I don't know if there's a hell,
But I know I've whitnessed hell here, all I do is dwell here
Trying not to trail here, saying too much will get you knocked off or locked up in jail here
Tell me do you smell fear, knowing that we so near,
Trying to take the voices of the truth, out the youth ear,
And if you late a time frame, you play all kind of mind games,
I ain't put my life on the line for a damn thing
Girl, Me and the Lords been friends for a mighty long time
(such a mighty long time, such a mighty long time)
And Girl, (I don't really wanna be without you) the thought of leavin' you has never crossed my mind
(Never crossed my mind)
(Well oh oh..)
I can never make it, I can never ever make it
Without you baby
Cause you've been my best friend
Girl,
When everybody turned their back on me,
You were there when I fell down on my knees
And I give you all, all of me,
And every part of me, oooowoooo,
Girl, me and the Lords been friends for a mighty long time
(For long time, such a mighty long time)
And girl, (I don't really wanna be without you) the thought of leavin you has never crossed my mind
(Never crossed my mind)
(Well oh oh..)
I'm a live, I will never leave o no no
When the people say, c'mon and go with me
'Cause I will never leave you, and you've been my best friend
nobody understand, but they can't look inside of me,
I know what you go through
From me to you, I love you
From the nigga to the baller, never satisfied
So the money got you doing shit that'll fuck up your pride
You ain't a hoe, you just really trying to get by
Every day looking up at the sky
Sometimes, shit get so hard
It really have you bothered
First you sigh, then you cry
Up a whole puddle of water
Seem like this shit won't ever end
Merry go rounds to the whirlwinds
Waves turn to a hurricane
If you see joy, you got to see pain
Shit in the world ain't gonna ever change
Even when you die, it'll be the same
Now you due to them circumstances
Jars aren't counted so your forced to dance
Hoping and praying for a second chance
Just wanna put back on your pants
Walk out the club and throw up your hands
Tired of being disrespected by her man
Think this shit ain't right for you
Niggaz been yellin all night for you
Got in your mind what's best for you
Walk up to the club to tell them your through
She's stuck off in this little room
With nothing left to hold onto
Her life is in a little box
She's wondering will it ever stop?
The life of a stripper
I'm so sick and I'm so tired
Of these clubs, I keep crying
Every night, I wipe my eyes
Cause these years pass me by
I give up, I'm all in
My whole life is full of sin
This road is a dead end
I wanna live again
From the part where a child is torn from a mothers umbilical cord
No one really enforces that lifes gonna be hard
Which is kinda left up to the teachers
And the teachers leave it up to the preachers
the preachers ain't fillin' up the bleachers
It's the rappers
Sad, ain't it
It was this girl named Star, pretty fine little woman
Going to college, taking off her clothes for money
She gotta pay the rent, she got a little girl
Her baby daddy ain't shit, See what she dealin with?
But she gotta hold on (hold on)
Wanna leave the club alone (you dead wrong)
She gotta pay the bills but in the meantime
She like "fuck how she feel" living is real
So she back in the club again
Taking off her clothes again
Going to school, going to work, getting tiring
Lack of sleep but baby gotta eat
and these shoes on her feet
She got a test next week so she stressed
Ask god to give her a blessing, send her in the right direction
Her parents died when she was eight years old
And after that, she felt like she was all alone
But she got her grandparents and they raised her well
Keep going to school, take care of yourself
Getting hard, going to school and work in the club
And at the same time looking for love
She can't keep skipping for an occupation
In a minute, she'll be graduating
Make her wanna throw up her hands
Two fine broads and the Ying Yang Twins
A ounce full of dro and a bottle of that hen
Before I start you, yousa twiny twin twin
We gotta be H-U-N-C-H-I-N Hunchin
This song is for those girls who be
{chorus} whistle while you 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).
(repeat 8x's)
{verse1}
Let me see you make that pussy fart
good lord make it shake like a salt shaker
to hard get it up to you can't ugh no moe
see I love when you hoes take it to tha floor
baby bounce biggy bounce ugh it's on you
shouty you can twurk in your skirt if you want
to see we came to keep it crunk for ya all night
put a dub in tha club show me what I like.
{verse2}
These bitches make money in tha club these
hoes like to take it off for a thug you can't come
with nothin less than a dub or she lookin at yo ass
like a scrub these hoes like it when a nigga show em
love and she'll show you what she really made of I
guarantee yo ass wouldn't get enough tell her pop that
shit drop that shit "WHAT".
{chorus}
(repeat 1x)
{verse3}
Where them hoes that's buying me a ticket I thank
they all dance at club nikki's now where them hoes who
be spittin that game I thank they all dance at tha blue flame
where them hoes that be hard booty shakin I thank they all
dance at tha foxxy lady.
{verse4}
I know she a shakin booty hoe no teaser she ain't no sceaser
when ya all fat pleaser now where them bitches that be quick to
show them titties I thank they all dance at tha magic city I know
some bitches that be quick to take over you got tha green on your
scene and strokers.
{Bridge}
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) gotta
make that money for sure (sure) you got some
nice lookin titties body look pretty so don't be
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scared to twurk (twurk summin).
{verse5}
Say them niggaz in tha club wanna hate wanna touch
her pussy and never wanna pay I said shouty fuck that
nigga do your thang I see your crunk tiger stripe G- strang
it's bout that dollar bill then pepermint see them hoes represent
for their rent.
{verse6}
If you in a booty club and you get your money spent and baby
mama now she wonder where it went.
{chorus}
(repeat1x)
{verse7}
Some of these bitches be real they hard knock once
you get em crunck they start and they want stop hoes
get naked for cheese they love that take tha baddest bitch
in tha club I fucked that some these bitches been crunk since
first day some of these bitches in tha club they don't play half
these bitches who shake it they turn gay niggaz gone pay to see
pussy anyway (ahh,ahh).
{verse8}
Some of these niggaz be walkin tha thin line fuckin
wit these hoes wit no clothes and no mind baby girl out
to get money she gone shine everyday of work she gone be
there on time her pussy poppin shouty be sweatin like she
noid kinda like tha way that thang be like a hard turn around
yeah that's it good lord tryin to do a chinese split and make it
fart.
{Bridge}
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) and let me see you
work (work) get off in tha club wit a tru city thug and sip some
erk and jerk so if you want this floor (floor) just how low can you
go (go) let me see you grab tha pole and touch them toes now take
it to tha floor.
{chorus}
(repeat till fade)
{fadeing}
lil lower now .
(repeat till fade)
{Chorus}
[Kaine]
Everybody in the club know waz up {whistle}
Whistle while you twurk (twurk)
Go head and start (make that pussy fart) {whistle}
Whistle while you twurk (twurk some)
Hook: 8x
ying yang in this thang (ying yang)
[Kaine]
Let me see ya make that pussy fart, good Lord
Make it shake like a salt shaker, too hard
Get it up 'till you can't ugh, no mo'
See I love when you hoes take it to tha floor
Baby bounce biggy bounce ugh, it's on you
Shorty you can twurk in your skirt, if you want to
See we came to keep it crunk for ya, all night
Put a dub in da club show me, what I like
[D-Roc]
Freak bitch make money in da club
Them hoes like to take it off for a thug
You can't come wit nuthin less than a dub
Or she lookin at yo ass like a scrub
Them hoes like it when a nigga em love
And she'll show you what she really made of
I guarantee yo ass wouldn't get enough
Tell her pop that shit, drop that shit, "WHAT"
Chorus: 2x
[D-Roc]
Where them hoes that's buying me a ticket
I thank they all dance at club nikki
Now where them hoes who be spittin that game
I thank they all dance at tha blue flame
Where them hoes that be hard booty shakin
I thank they all dance at tha foxxy lady
[Kaine]
I know she a shakin booty hoe no teaser
she ain't no sceaser when ya all fat pleaser
Now where them bitches that be quick to show them titties
I thank they all dance at tha magic city
I know some hoe that be quick to take over
You got tha green on your scene and strokers
[D-Roc]
And, where them hoes who be 'bout that cheese
I thank they all dance at (?)
And where them hoes who'll make that pussy clap
I thank they all dance at (?)
[Kaine]
Say them niggaz in tha club wanna hate
Wanna touch her pussy and never wanna pay
I said shouty fuck that nigga do your thang
I see your crunk tiger stripe G- strang
It's bout that dollar bill then pepermint
See them hoes represent for their rent.
[D-Roc]
If you in a booty club and you get your money spent
And baby mama now she wonder where it went.
Chorus: 2x
[D-Roc]
Some of these bitches be real, they hard knock
Once you get em crunck they start, they want stop
Hoes get naked for cheese, they love that
Take tha baddest bitch in tha club, I fucked that
Some these bitches been crunk since first day
Some of these bitches in tha club, they don't play
Half these bitches who shake it, they turn gay
Niggaz gone pay to see pussy, anyway (ahh,ahh)
[Kaine]
Some of these niggaz be walkin tha thin line
Fuckin wit these hoes wit no clothes and no mind
Baby girl out to get money she gone shine
Everyday of work she gone be there on time
Her pussy poppin shouty be sweatin like she noid
Kinda like tha way that thang beat like a heart
Turn around yeah that's it, good lord
Tryin to do a chinese split and make it fart.
[D-Roc]
("ying yang in this thang" in the background at
the beginning of each line)
Ying Yang in this thang, from the A-T-eeL
Whistle while you twurk if you really real
(?) in tha club smelling like some wood
(?) in my neighborhood
Girls get crunk in the piz ball
If you sit down, get up off tha wall
Males only speak, if the females flirt
If you get crunk, whistle while you twurk
Chorus: 4x
{chorus} whistle while you 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).
(repeat 8x's)
{verse1}
Let me see you make that pussy fart
good lord make it shake like a salt shaker
to hard get it up to you can't ugh no moe
see I love when you hoes take it to tha floor
baby bounce biggy bounce ugh it's on you
shouty you can twurk in your skirt if you want
to see we came to keep it crunk for ya all night
put a dub in tha club show me what I like.
{verse2}
These bitches make money in tha club these
hoes like to take it off for a thug you can't come
with nothin less than a dub or she lookin at yo ass
like a scrub these hoes like it when a nigga show em
love and she'll show you what she really made of I
guarantee yo ass wouldn't get enough tell her pop that
shit drop that shit "WHAT".
{chorus}
(repeat 1x)
{verse3}
Where them hoes that's buying me a ticket I thank
they all dance at club nikki's now where them hoes who
be spittin that game I thank they all dance at tha blue flame
where them hoes that be hard booty shakin I thank they all
dance at tha foxxy lady.
{verse4}
I know she a shakin booty hoe no teaser she ain't no sceaser
when ya all fat pleaser now where them bitches that be quick to
show them titties I thank they all dance at tha magic city I know
some bitches that be quick to take over you got tha green on your
scene and strokers.
{Bridge}
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) gotta
make that money for sure (sure) you got some
nice lookin titties body look pretty so don't be
scared to twurk (twurk summin).
{verse5}
Say them niggaz in tha club wanna hate wanna touch
her pussy and never wanna pay I said shouty fuck that
nigga do your thang I see your crunk tiger stripe G- strang
it's bout that dollar bill then pepermint see them hoes represent
for their rent.
{verse6}
If you in a booty club and you get your money spent and baby
mama now she wonder where it went.
{chorus}
(repeat1x)
{verse7}
Some of these bitches be real they hard knock once
you get em crunck they start and they want stop hoes
get naked for cheese they love that take tha baddest bitch
in tha club I fucked that some these bitches been crunk since
first day some of these bitches in tha club they don't play half
these bitches who shake it they turn gay niggaz gone pay to see
pussy anyway (ahh,ahh).
{verse8}
Some of these niggaz be walkin tha thin line fuckin
wit these hoes wit no clothes and no mind baby girl out
to get money she gone shine everyday of work she gone be
there on time her pussy poppin shouty be sweatin like she
noid kinda like tha way that thang be like a hard turn around
yeah that's it good lord tryin to do a chinese split and make it
fart.
{Bridge}
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) and let me see you
work (work) get off in tha club wit a tru city thug and sip some
erk and jerk so if you want this floor (floor) just how low can you
go (go) let me see you grab tha pole and touch them toes now take
it to tha floor.
{chorus}
(repeat till fade)
{fadeing}
lil lower now .
(repeat till fade)
(Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, and Ying Yang Twins talking)
What the fuck, man (what the fuck) this club is dead as a mother fucker (dead as a mother fucker) ima call these nigga god damn Ying Yang Twins,(YAAAYY) Ima call Bone Crusher, Ima call that boy Killer Mike they gon be at the club (talking in background)
What, What, What....
(Chorus)
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club)
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) (x2)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
(Killer Mike)
Nigga's comin to the club, deep flow, swerving lanes, on 23 MJ's no more broad change, security, they known for bustin heads man i aint ever scared i'll take a bottle to his head im a live nigga i'll leave a pussy nigga dead hoodrats got ass but college girls got head, and im gon take picture, think about what i just said, and its official me and my nigga's takin pictures
and mo money, mo hoes, mo bottles in the picture, drunk nigga talk shit, more problems then you can picture we all got bottles we deadly with spinners, at least five nigga's strapped up with they Winerbery's nigga, we all got pockets full of green, smoking broccoli down here we drink cool water, clipse, and Hypnotic, down here we like our rims, spinnin', and choppin, and the girl down to the flo' drop droppin pussy poppin'
(Chorus)
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club)
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) (x2)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
I Hold off yo nigga like whoooooooaa!!!
i put these bricks to his face like whoooooooaa!!!
Aint Nobody scared nigga because hustle to hustler
if u want rumble nigger tussle to tussler
Bitch boi u aint hard i see you runnin
So what you talkin' bout nigga like im hard im drummin *laughing*
you got me *EH* dont let these 16 shots get atcha (BLAH!!)
Because underachiever is soon believer dont
Good evening ladies welcome to Sex Therapy 101.
I am your doctor Chris Olmen here.
And we are gonna do the 3 basic elements of sexual gratification today.
And what were talkin about is 3 simple questions, and I’m gonna post question #1 right now.
I like for a man to step up to me with swagger.
Know what you want and take control with me, fuck the dumb shit.
He’s a nigga that knows what he doing.
Cause I ain’t trying to teach no nigga.
I like a dude rockin some tims, a white tee off a tee hat with that confidence that’s makin his way over
to me like I’m the only 1 in the room.
Oh, and don’t come to wit does played out lines, what’s your signs, what cha mix with.
Ehh, If you honestly want me act like it, come in with some originality and in that right moment if you
tell me the right thing and touch me the right way, you got me.
See baby, alot of people don't know this about me but, I likes a freak, I like a mothafucker who's sharp,
gots, his shit together who knows that I'm the 1 he wants.
You know the look dead in my eye grab my on the sly.
Oooohhhh
Shawty crunk, on the floor wide open
Skeet so much, they call her Billy ocean
Roll, like a 18 wheeler (whomp whomp)
That ho fine, but this ho a killa
Ho's be drunk on it, pop
Let me see ya shake it baby, when you do the walk on it
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
So fresh, so mufuckin clean
If a booty's a drug, then I'ma fiend
She slangin, like a damn drug dealer
Nice size booty, but I wish it was bigger
She pretty, like a 9 to 10
She wit it, and so is her frien (c'mon)
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker)
Maybe we can talk later (maybe we can talk later)
When the sun goes down, and my dick grows bigga
How many bitches, wanna fuck dis nigga
Named Crack, and I ain't mad at dat
But all these wack bitches, where the bad ones at
Where the chicks make a nigga want marry dat
Make a nigga go and treat? buy a cadillac (a cadillac)
I'm just gassin black, tella what she wanna hear cuz her ass is fat
Shawty crunk, on the floor wide open
Skeet so much, they call her Billy ocean
Roll, like a 18 wheeler (whomp whomp)
That ho fine, but this ho a killa
Ho's be drunk on it, pop
Let me see ya shake it baby, when you do the walk on it
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
Let the ho's in free, Let the ho's in free, Let the ho's in free
Let 'em in, Let 'em in
Let the ho's in free, Let the ho's in free, Let the ho's in free
Let 'em in, Let 'em in
Now throw dat thang like it's off da chain
Throw dat thang like it's off da chain
Throw dat thang like it's off da chain
Throw dat thang like it's off da chain
Welches, strawberry it ain't jam
A hundred percent beef, shit it ain't spam
I'm so freaky, they stay treatin me
Neck bricked up, chick stay gettin licked up
I been hurtin em, been prada shoe -chanel skirtin em
Been murkin em, O been workin em
Queen of the south, they wanna do me
They wanna chew me, they just love the ghetto booty
Shawty crunk, on the floor wide open
Skeet so much, they call her Billy ocean
Roll, like a 18 wheeler (whomp whomp)
That ho fine, but this ho a killa
Ho's be drunk on it, pop
Let me see ya shake it baby, when you do the walk on it
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
She rollin, just look at how she movin
Niggas breakin dey necks to see what she doin
She got a big fat uhn, in between there
I hope it's clean in there, before I get in there
Have you ever had a date wit a millionaire
Wit canary yellow diamonds shining everywhere
Slow motion, like soulja told ya
Cut dat bullshit, and shake it like a ho suppose ta
Hot gurl, where ya at get loose
Stand right here, show me whatchu could do
Break it off, let me see ya tear it down
Do it like, my gurl Mo from uptown
Shake wit it, ya shape like a coke bottle
Walk wit it for me like a hollywood model
Dayum, you doing dat there
Ya man say he gon put his shoe in dat there
Shawty crunk, on the floor wide open
Skeet so much, they call her Billy ocean
Roll, like a 18 wheeler (whomp whomp)
That ho fine, but this ho a killa
Ho's be drunk? on it, pop
Let me see ya shake it baby, when you do the walk on it
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
I got ya bitch pussy poppin in her pants
The beat got her ass in a trance
Holdin up her got damn hands
Like I dunno why I wanna dance
But she shook-it,shook-it,shake-it every time she get a chance
In the booty club, is the place to be
But the bitch so crunk, she'll shake for free
Got her all pumped, dat what you gon see
Bald head ping pepper dat punani
My name thang, I'm dayum sho glad I came
Butt naked bitches gettin off da chain
Bouncin dat ass, like she ridin a dick
Here's a T in twenty, keep dancin bitch
Cuz I like the way you shake dat shit
Me and my brother in dis bitch, show a nigga whatchu workin wit
I see ho's, ho's, and mo ho's
And none of these bitches, got on some clothes
Oooohhhh
Shawty crunk, on the floor wide open
Skeet so much, they call her Billy ocean
Roll, like a 18 wheeler (whomp whomp)
That ho fine, but this ho a killa
Ho's be drunk on it, pop
Let me see ya shake it baby, when you do the walk on it
Shake it like a salt shaker
Tremble like a vibrator
Shake it like a salt shaker
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin' A$$.
That's why a B***h be naggin'.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I'll be gone.
I'll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That's why a b***h be:
This is for them Niggas who be swearin' they aint catchin' no feelings.
Girls don't get ya self caught up in the mess.
Cuz half of them poppin'- the rest of them flex.
Yall:.. better pay attention.
Flaw gone put tall up on a lil' pimpin'.
Listen:. When they flip the script.
You charge it to the hip & you take it to the whip.
Yea!
Imo tell you what I can't stand,
Is when I end up with a half a$$ man.
Gotta be like momma hold his hand.
I treat you like s**t,
Cuz that's all you under stand.
All you care about is hoes & and them clothes & them shows.
Commin' home 3 and 4 every night.
Ain't got nan nother time,
Talkin' to me outta line,
When ya boys run you always wanna shine.
Yea.
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin' A$$.
That's why a B***h be naggin'.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I'll be gone.
I'll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That's why a b***h be:
Get $, grip, keep ya jewels & ya chick on the side.
In Ya club, w/ ya dubs, and ya chromed out ride.
In yo E, off ya go s**t ,
If you wanna go jit, go get, go skit, muh- muh-f***in go for it.
You don't think I understand,
I ain't give up everything fo you to be playinn'.
Oh you think you slick when you tell me she only ya friend.
Damn right imo trip.
Nigga where you been.
Hold Up
What you talkin' bout throwin' them blows.
I got dem B's and dem blows,
What you want all 4.
Cuz you use to them fake a$$ hoes.
Use to them broke a$$ lows, go down hoes.
I'll be goin' in on ya ends w/ 10's.
On ya dub.
So show ya girl love.
I'm all in ya ear.
Cuz you smoking on that herb, and you bout to hit the curb,
and you getting on my nerves.
Shut Up.
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin' A$$.
That's why a B***h be naggin'.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I'll be gone.
I'll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That's why a b***h be:
Look now you know it all about your loot *n*
Don't be gettin' mad at me and actin' stupid.
I ain't the one to be on the phone.
Imo hit tha streets,
I ain't stayin home alone nigga.
I'm Gone
Yea I'm wit another friend.
And he got dividens.
And he drive a BIG BLACK BENZ.
You ain't lookin' & stickin' & suckin' ^ on nothing.
"We ain't all that"
Huh
Stop Frontin'.
Now it's a damn shame you'z a mini-mi TRICK.
Ain't never hand no love for no B***h.
Niggas cuz they hoes to me.
I'm only wit you because I chose to be.
But now I'm on my way up out tha door.
Do I wanna think about it?
Hell No
You Shoulda thought about it before.
I gotta leave you alone.
And Imo take everything in the home,
But the dog and the phone.
Biotch
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin' A$$.
That's why a B***h be naggin'.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I'll be gone.
I'll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That's why a b***h be:
[Music Till End]
"Nag that BIOTCH"
Nag...
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a mother' fucka'
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka
I'm gonna stand up and protest protest, my nerves is bad
And say I gave a wedding ring to a plastic bag
Feel it bug the size of many Christmas trees
This must be a jolly green tree for me
Give me that, No sticks or seeds preferred
I need herb the shit that have your sight in a blur
Make you swerve to the curve, cause your eyes are blurry
You see 12 on the right you bust a left in a hurry
We ridin' and drankin' rollin' blunts and smokin'
The car fogged up cause there ain't no windows open
The bass beatin' the block down
They know when we rollin around
Leanin' to the side cool and ridin' threw the "A" town
Holla at the kid fo' gotta score some high dro
We bound hurt cats roll blunts like ball bats
And drankin' is a most do (drankin' is a most do)
If you drankin' The I got you (If you drankin' I got you)
I got some orange juice and grey goose so pour you a cup
Till your head to the back and get fucked up
Pass the weesha baby sittin now smoke too let me hit it
Puff puff puff pass with your hoggin ass
Roll another blunt with your selfish ass
And give me ten dollars cause I'm low on gas
We gotta hit the motherfuckin gas station
Cuz I ain't with pushin' this big ass motherfuckin car man
We be smokin' hella weed, my brother and me
For whacha see on TV by my brother and me
We gon rise like the sun my brother and me
We be gettin' hella drunk my brother and me
And shawty I'm on the counters my brother and me
So shawty watch what you do around my brother and me
And shawty you will be cool around my brother and me
Cause shawty you don't want trouble wit my brother and me
Put the swishin' in, Put the weed in
D Roc get the gin, Im gon bring the hen
We don't give a fuck, we get fucked up
Nigga throw up from the floor
Bout the throw up gotta hold the wall
Overload off the weed and alcohol
So homey may concern he drank let it burn
And if it ain't your turn move your hand
Matter fact did you put in on this man
You sure got dem did all that reachin' and shit
See me and my brother, stay crunk as no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka
Who we is? Ying Yang Twins, What's are names? D Roc and Kaine
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka
I got your back nigga, I got your back nigga
If anybody fuck wit you, then they gotta fuck with me nigga
Nigga better hold that tone, lookin' great bat less grown?
Tryin' to get my grind on, nigga wanna get his shine on
What you think lyin' homes, we runnin' out of time homes
Crack bags and burg rags and triple gold with a backbone
Lookin' for them freak hoes, in the street clothes
With a thick truck 'A' town 'A' town 'A' town where we from
Tell them how we gon come, don't rush it nigga
We gone drop a bomb, bomb rush em nigga
Naggin' Part II (The Answer)
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a B***h be naggin’.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a b***h be…
This is for them Niggas who be swearin’ they aint catchin’ no feelings.
Girls don’t get ya self caught up in the mess.
Cuz half of them poppin’- the rest of them flex.
Yall….. better pay attention.
Flaw gone put tall up on a lil’ pimpin’.
Listen…. When they flip the script.
You charge it to the hip you take it to the whip.
Yea!
Imo tell you what I can’t stand,
Is when I end up with a half a$$ man.
Gotta be like momma hold his hand.
I treat you like s**t,
Cuz that’s all you under stand.
All you care about is hoes and them clothes them shows.
Commin’ home 3 and 4 every night.
Ain’t got nan nother time,
Talkin’ to me outta line,
When ya boys run you always wanna shine.
Yea.
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a B***h be naggin’.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a b***h be…
Get $, grip, keep ya jewels ya chick on the side.
In Ya club, w/ ya dubs, and ya chromed out ride.
In yo E, off ya go s**t ,
If you wanna go jit, go get, go skit, muh- muh-f***in go for it.
You don’t think I understand,
I ain’t give up everything fo you to be playinn’.
Oh you think you slick when you tell me she only ya friend.
Damn right imo trip.
Nigga where you been.
Hold Up
What you talkin’ bout throwin’ them blows.
I got dem B’s and dem blows,
What you want all 4.
Cuz you use to them fake a$$ hoes.
Use to them broke a$$ lows, go down hoes.
I’ll be goin’ in on ya ends w/ 10’s.
On ya dub.
So show ya girl love.
I’m all in ya ear.
Cuz you smoking on that herb, and you bout to hit the curb,
and you getting on my nerves.
Shut Up.
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a B***h be naggin’.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a b***h be…
Look now you know it all about your loot *n*
Don’t be gettin’ mad at me and actin’ stupid.
I ain’t the one to be on the phone.
Imo hit tha streets,
I ain’t stayin home alone nigga.
I’m Gone
Yea I’m wit another friend.
And he got dividens.
And he drive a BIG BLACK BENZ.
You ain’t lookin’ stickin’ suckin’ ^ on nothing.
“We ain’t all that�
Stop Frontin’.
Now it’s a damn shame you’z a mini-mi TRICK.
Ain’t never hand no love for no B***h.
Niggas cuz they hoes to me.
I’m only wit you because I chose to be.
But now I’m on my way up out tha door.
Do I wanna think about it
Hell No
You Shoulda thought about it before.
I gotta leave you alone.
And Imo take everything in the home,
But the dog and the phone.
Biotch
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a B***h be naggin’.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a b***h be…
[Music Till End]
“Nag that BIOTCH�
Nag...
Do you know your ABC's? If you do, won't you sing with me? ( x2 )
A's for apple
B's for ball
Me and C the shocker, at the mall.
D came over in that
E class benz.
F started fightin' and wanna be friends.
G said, "Man, do yuo believe in God?"
Hey! I went to school with them pussy ass niggas
They ain’t worth shit,
Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin’ in that fucked up ass Pontiac
And that shit was god damn sittin’ outside
He had it posted up like that mother fucker was hard
That nigga ain’t hard, that no hand ass nigga who he be runnin’ with
That nigga ain’t shit neither, he was up at south side
Big Boi poppin' cause he made that Bankhead Bounce shit
I almost slapped his punk ass one day in the lunch room
Then, god damn I seen god damn Eric's crippled ass walking down the street
Talkin’ bout he need a ride, what kinda nigga need a ride?
They made whistle while you twurk, And that’s functionin’
Ain’t these some hatin’ ass niggas? Now look at this shit,
I asked that nigga to run me up the street when he got that god damn Impala
He said noh, now that was some fucked up ass shit
Them all pussy ass niggas can suck my dick! (Faggots)
A cold back mother fucker from the 6 zone
The same crippled mother fucker got picked on
Now I ain’t never even really have shit, holmes
But a hard time and coal in my spit, holmes
Now I started rockin' shit that I wasn’t with, holmes
Made some label me a bitch, holmes
The only plan is I’m bout to get rich, holmes
If u don’t like what I’m sayin’, suck my dick, holmes!
Poppin’ pills till niggas droppin’ and fallin’ off the fuckin’ block
Some niggas doin’ good and some niggas on crack rocks
Some of these niggas make a betta livin’ in the game
Some of these niggas may try but it seems they cant
Cuz when they come down, they see this shit get hard
I know you try to be a man but that shit get hard
If you got it on your chest nigga speak your mind
In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine! (Now)
I remember when that nigga D-roc’s mama used to be candy lady
That nigga had to go come strait home from school
And could never go outside and play
That lil’ punk ass boy, I always told him he wasn’t never gon’ blow up in this shit
But he still wanna be in this shit and he start runnin’ with god damn Kaine
Like they were really gon blow up being the Ying Yang Twins
Them all punk ass niggas! (Where your handicaps sign at?)
Bustas hustlas nothin’ else but bustas
Clustlas on a nigga pinky make em mug us
Grills, my squad conceal upon here
Clips, they gats conceal upon here
Off the river deep down with crip then be quiet
Known from the east to the fuckin’ west side
Nigga down to ride cuz I’m soldierfied
Never swallow my pride if you be chappin my hide
Look nigga I’m gon run your bone and try to get with
To put this shit in, now he shaken like a bitch
Fuck that shit, a nigga say he tryin’ to sound like me
So I’m gon bust you in the lip and then we stoppin’ the freak
Now you’re at a low of words cause the cat
Got your tongue with the gat
Got your mouth wide open, so who wanna...Oh u think your The Don!?
Ha ha; that ain’t so, now this real nigga done stepped in to let you fuckin’ know!
Hey, you remember that nigga Eric used to be walkin’ tall
He walkin’ tall, god he got em beat, he got them gold’s
He think his pockets swole
Them niggas still ain’t got it goin’ on
He walkin’ around Capital Homes like a lil punk ass boy
I used to give him his way all the time, he just loved talkin’ shit
Now he think he walkin’ tall
Cuz he god damn made Whistle While You Twurk! (I heard he still stay wit this mama)
Middle of the road ah
Watch out for them rollas
Pimpin’ Glock, totas
Thick like soldiers
If ya’ll ain’t ready, ya’ll gon get it
You bitch ass niggas cant really fuck with it
Better watch out for them boys
Steady creeping up on the map
Wherever I stop and rest, best believe I’m gon’ to snap
We comin’ up with nothin but hits now them niggas wanna hate us
We already on the top of that shit so them niggas cant break us
Drop you like a tree, sting you like a bee
You make me mad now I’m knockin’ out your fuckin’ teeth
We can take it to the streets, If you ready then its on
Beat you like your daddy then send your ass home
A dead man walkin’, a deaf nigga listenin’
A blind nigga lookin’, a crippled nigga flippin’
No leg nigga runnin’, a no hand nigga slap ya
That’s some fucked up shit if no hand nigga slap ya! (Ha)
That nigga must be tellin’ the truth cuz he a no hand ass mother fucker
Tried to slap me with that mother fucker but he missed
I already knew that mother fucker wasn’t shit when he first said that shit
That all punk ass boy, And then when that god damn car Eric had broke down comin’ down the street
That mother fucker just fell, that was some funny ass shit boy
Yea! And then we when we ran that punk ass nigga out from South Side?
And god damn he ran straight up to his crib in the complete other alley
How come this mother fucker hadn’t learned yet
That was some fucked up ass shit, It was funny though
It was funny to me cuz this mother fucker think this other nigga gonna help him
And everybody started turnin’ their back on him I already knew he wasn’t shit and he never gon be
shit and he ain’t never gon mount to shit!
Fuck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
they ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gold’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
Fuck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
They ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gold’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
Fuck the Ying Yang Twins! They ain’t shit
they ain’t ridin on dubs! They ain’t shit
they got them gold’s in they mouth, but they ain’t shit
they ain’t shit! They ain’t shit!
Aw shit
Let that pussy nigga write what's out
Ah, that nigga don't know nothin 'bout us soldiers
What, what
[Chorus 1] - repeat 2X
Test that nigga, rush that nigga
Get that nigga, man bust that nigga
[Chorus 2]
You wanna front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
You wanna go and try to steal my clothes
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
Nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (Fuck you)
You wanna flex you gon' bust my azz
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
Nigga, brang yo azz out doz
[Verse 1]
The same nigga with the same limp, and if you that same ol' bitch
Then I'm the same pimp, you niggas make me so sick
She call us perpatrators, and if them day to day haters
See if we modivators, aint got no love, fuck scrub
She come to move the crew
I'll take niggas oldschool back like some gucci suits
I weigh 'em down like tide, so you can't see the wine
It aint no fear in my eyes, this aint no fall ??
Them niggas holdin my back, see we got hella shit
Now watch my shit get lit - up like a cigarette
I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown
Cant even holla with something, see I done lived it now
These niggas thinkin I owe 'em, when I don't even know 'em
I keep my mind on paper, so I got hella paper
They want me - a heavyweighter, and a inovator
I put a hole in yo neighbor, 'bout big as the equator
BITCH, I'll see ya later
[Verse 2]
I remember when a nigga didn't have these clothes
Remember when a nigga didn't have these golds
Remember when a nigga didn't have no ends
But now I'm straight clockin dividends, A-Chick-A Check
It take long time, but now a nigga livin good
Ballin with the thugs in my hood - the woods
If you didn't know TD drop thangs,
Put a bullet in yo motherfucking brains
CAN YOU HANG?
[Chorus 1]
You get mad 'cause a nigga jump fresh (Fuck you)
You got anamocity on yo chest
Brang yo azz out doz, Brang yo azz out doz,
Nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You wanna front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
You wanna go and try to steal my clothes
Brang yo azz out doz, Brang yo azz 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, killas, thug niggas
Atl. grave diggers, Inglewood cap pillers,
East Atlanta wig splitters, drug dealers
Cause I'm gon be there wit my True City Thug
Never leave home wihtout that chrome unless I'm thugged out
They will be my drug out, young niggas grilled out
Smokin on some sticky green, stop the car for the gangsta lean
Murder, murder, (murder, murder) kill, kill, (kill, kill)
You talkin shit, that same nigga got his cap pilled (cap pilled)
Kaine got that thang in the aim, ready to get which ya
Aint gon let'cha get away, I think I had a bad day
Smucky bear with it, even though ????? in Adamsville
I don't give a fuck, nigga what if you book
I'm here so you can get me, and there's no way it's gotta be
'Cause Roc that thugs keep a motherfuckin latchet
[Verse 4]
Get rapped up with that ying on yo azz when I swing it
Came up with that yang on yo brain with that thang man
Lyric, killin, and drug dealin, riders, and soldiers
Comin out of Georgia, slangin wit that water
My other voice said "hi" today, so I gotta get high today
Tell my folks don't cry for me, just ride for me
And scream "free me"
Fuck about some bunkshots, and what knots
And altitudes, my niggas she botilary
For bustas who be talkin shit
[Chorus 1]
You wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (Fuck you)
You wanna flex you gon' bust my azz
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
Nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You get mad cause a nigga jump fresh (Fuck you)
You got anamocity on yo chest
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
Nigga brang yo azz out doz
[Verse 5]
It was this fly guy ? named frosted flakes
You should tramp on the hill, down by each lake
See you ran into this nigga, named suga bow
Suga bow was suga slim, with some long azz hair
Had this brawl on the strip, that was cuttin for chedda
She ?? freaky deaky bitch, met fruity pebbles
Up, another pimp, I hate to say it, green shirt, and blue jeans
Iced out, on the arm, I'm rollin, sayin you niggas gone
[Verse 6]
The mind murderer deep game, to talkin hoes out they clothes
It got me lost, gotta pay the cost, they say I'm off
Cause I'm a dead man walkin, deep dog talkin
Small time scracker, well be a thug trainer
Hangin by yo feet, yo bitch gon be with me
Because I'm known to fuck and gettin my dick sucked
So black yo wanna act up, you betta back up
'fore you get slapped up like biscuits
Sucked on like incense
[Chorus 2]
You wanna front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
You wanna go and try to steal my clothes
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
Nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (Fuck you)
You wanna flex you gon' bust my azz
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
Nigga, brang yo azz out doz
If you hard like you say you is, punk bitch
You aint got no gat, you better use yo fist (repeat 5X)
Test that nigga, rush that nigga,
Get that nigga, man bust that nigga (repeat 2X)
I said y'all motherfuckers gon' learn
Some of these niggaz don't know
What they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz don't know, what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz don't know what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some killaz, killaz, killaz, killaz
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry
Hands on your head, knees on the ground
Bitch yous gots to get down
You done seen this shit befo so you know how the story go
Tryin to bump that tryin to show em where ya heart at
Ima show ya where the thug at
U gotta live that, i gotta fake that
U a itty bitty rat gettin chased by the fat cat
The muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
Aint goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz don't hold that shit
If you got a blunt then roll that shit
Wait a minute bitch, fold that shit
Whistle with, the hata next door on the side
Ima ride on my ho like a long brain
Now ima load it up and ima cock it back
Knock yo bottles all up off the track
I came through the front door and out the back
And on my way out shit i laid you flat
Heard that you had a whole key of crack
One bird cuz u know i gotta twurk with that
Rub it up tight and the platinum sack
Take it low in my dros and im startin to laugh
Im commin through this bitch like i ran the track
Screen door closed bust through the glass
Here he is boy jumpin out the back
I aint worried cuz i had all the baskin ass
Fo fo them hoes to face him back
Got a left nut and a face of cash
Ying Yang Twis and them Dirty boys
On the top gun shot-gun left ya jazz
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry
Four nggaz in the expedition on a late night mission
Gat cocked mashed up betta catch ya niggaz livin
Hold up Slow it up lights off that aint no
Nigga don't move where it's at, get down hit tha floor
Gimmie all your dough gimmie yo pack and new pole
Gimmie all yo weed gimmie all yo G
Now it's tha gangsta, tha pimp, with us, that's a coma
Ying Yang Twins and them dirty boys (Nigga what?)
That's a coma
I told ya niggaz don't be playin with it
Cuz when you see it in chrome
Then you know when it's on so bitch get on over
I wanna catch two skis and feel that twurk
I watch your bitch gimmie head man i know she can suck
So for me it's why we pimpin on a pimp ass stall
We back and forth still boy when I shoot that big ass wall
She wanna live boy betta get up on ya guard
Get down on ya knees and pray hard to god
Cuz we aint takin no shit, we aint takin no softs
Boy that's what you get for tryin to follow
So the next time you see Mr.G don't cross
Cuz i aint tryin to be the small bitch or claim a ball
Youll be lost up on this thing stinkin
Grow up whatcha thinkin?
Them boys from the (?) and the A T L
Bitch we always down fo the gankin
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry
Here We go we fuck the whole world
Ying Yang Twins kickin in yo door
Everybody betta hit tha floor
Gimmie tha weed and all yo dough
Backed in on 30th street
Oh and dirty gettin D's in the street
Four niggaz out on the street
If you fuck you get put to sleep
Infared be on your scope
Gimmie that shit i wont kill yo girl
Fuck that bitch and fuck tha world
Nigga whatcha say? (Fuck tha world)
And lay her down cuz it's all in the game
D-Roc and Kaine that Ying Yang Twins then gonna bring some pain
Niggaz throw pistols down on they train
That shit like it hot, yo ass just got got (got)
We almost got shot (shot)
But he did not (not)
We follow good directions when he seen that slippin weapon
He got almost everything we got everything you nigga get to steppin
Bust one shot he started runnin
I hear the police comin (wooop)
Nigga got to get the fuck gone
C'mon nigga lets get the fuck gone
We got gone like quick (quick)
Get a nigga fo his shit
That's what we mean when we say drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Ying yang in the thang we make these hoes cry
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Lay the fuck down
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
You girly boys we'll make ya niggaz cry
Some of these niggaz don't know
What they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz don't know, what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some some of these niggaz don't know what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some killaz, killaz, killaz, killaz
Aw shit
let that pussy nigga write whats out
ah, that nigga dont know nothin 'bout us soldiers
what, what
[Chorus 1] - repeat 2X
Test that nigga, rush that nigga
get that nigga, man bust that nigga
[Chorus 2]
You wanna front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
you wanna go and try to steal my clothes
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (Fuck you)
You wanna flex you gon' bust my azz
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz,
nigga, brang yo azz out doz
[Verse 1]
The same nigga with the same limp, and if you that same ol' bitch
Then I'm the same pimp, you niggas make me so sick
She call us perpatrators, and if them day to day haters
See if we modivators, aint got no love, fuck scrub
She come to move the crew
I'll take niggas oldschool back like some gucci suits
I weigh 'em down like tide, so you can't see the wine
It aint no fear in my eyes, this aint no fall ??
Them niggas holdin my back, see we got hella shit
Now watch my shit get lit - up like a cigarette
I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown
Cant even holla with something, see I done lived it now
These niggas thinkin I owe 'em, when I dont even know 'em
I keep my mind on paper, so I got hella paper
They want me - a heavyweighter, and a inovator
I put a hole in yo neighbor, 'bout big as the equator
BITCH, I'll see ya later
[Verse 2]
I remember when a nigga didnt have these clothes
Remember when a nigga didnt have these golds
Remember when a nigga didnt have no ends
But now I'm straight clockin dividends, A-Chick-A Check
It take long time, but now a nigga livin good
Ballin with the thugs in my hood - the woods
If you didnt know TD drop thangs,
put a bullet in yo motherfucking brains
CAN YOU HANG?
[Chorus 1]
You get mad 'cause a nigga jump fresh (Fuck you)
You got anamocity on yo chest
Brang yo azz out doz, Brang yo azz out doz,
nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You wanna front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
You wanna go and try to steal my clothes
Brang yo azz out doz, Brang yo azz 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, killas, thug niggas
Atl. grave diggers, Inglewood cap pillers,
East Atlanta wig splitters, drug dealers
Cause I'm gon be there wit my True City Thug
Never leave home wihtout that chrome unless I'm thugged out
They will be my drug out, young niggas grilled out
Smokin on some sticky green, stop the car for the gangsta lean
Murder, murder, (murder, murder) kill, kill, (kill, kill)
You talkin shit, that same nigga got his cap pilled (cap pilled)
Kaine got that thang in the aim, ready to get which ya
Aint gon let'cha get away, I think I had a bad day
Smucky bear with it, even though ????? in Adamsville
I dont give a fuck, nigga what if you book
I'm here so you can get me, and there's no way its gotta be
'Cause Roc that thugs keep a motherfuckin latchet
[Verse 4]
Get rapped up with that ying on yo azz when I swing it
Came up with that yang on yo brain with that thang man
Lyric, killin, and drug dealin, riders, and soldiers
comin out of Georgia, slangin wit that water
My other voice said "hi" today, so I gotta get high today
Tell my folks dont cry for me, just ride for me
And scream "free me"
Fuck about some bunkshots, and what knots
And altitudes, my niggas she botilary
For bustas who be talkin shit
[Chorus 1]
You wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (Fuck you)
You wanna flex you gon' bust my azz
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You get mad cause a nigga jump fresh (Fuck you)
You got anamocity on yo chest
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
nigga brang yo azz out doz
[Verse 5]
It was this fly guy ? named frosted flakes
You should tramp on the hill, down by each lake
See you ran into this nigga, named suga bow
Suga bow was suga slim, with some long azz hair
Had this brawl on the strip, that was cuttin for chedda
She ?? freaky deaky bitch, met fruity pebbles
Up, another pimp, I hate to say it, green shirt, and blue jeans
Iced out, on the arm, I'm rollin, sayin you niggas gone
[Verse 6]
The mind murderer deep game, to talkin hoes out they clothes
It got me lost, gotta pay the cost, they say I'm off
Cause I'm a dead man walkin, deep dog talkin
Small time scracker, well be a thug trainer
Hangin by yo feet, yo bitch gon be with me
Because I'm known to fuck and gettin my dick sucked
So black yo wanna act up, you betta back up
'fore you get slapped up like biscuits
Sucked on like incense
[Chorus 2]
You wanna front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
You wanna go and try to steal my clothes
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
nigga, brang yo azz out doz
You wanna rat a nigga out to the feds (Fuck you)
You wanna flex you gon' bust my azz
Brang yo azz out doz, brang yo azz out doz
nigga, brang yo azz out doz
If you hard like you say you is, punk bitch
You aint got no gat, you better use yo fist (repeat 5X)
Test that nigga, rush that nigga,
get that nigga, man bust that nigga (repeat 2X)
I said y'all motherfuckers gon' learn
If ya play with fire nigga ya gon' get burned (repeat 4X)
I don't give a fuck about these Nigga's or these hoes
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Make me spit on yo ass bitch!!! ahh-ha
Verse One:
Fuck them hoes, let 'em bounce
Known for kickin' bitches out, all they wanna do
Is sneak a blunt or two out yo house
Try to help us, with a plan guard yo grill and watch yo back
Bitches known for showin' other nigga's where you kick it at
Might be a hard head, might be a soldier thug
With a bitch got him sick, if he a sucker for love bitch
His nigga's better show him who unified
To get respect you got to play, watch them hoes step aside
Bitch! I'm just like you
Bitch! I smoke weed to
Bitch! I need gee'z so look
Bitch! I don't need you all y'all can suck my
I don't give a fuck! die! now bitch bye!
You blowin' my high!
Chorus:
I love myself, I hug myself an if
I had a pussy I fuck myself
See real ass nigga's don't fold to fold
Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz
Now who in the hell came here to stop me
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
Now who in the hell came to get it started
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
{2x}
Verse Two:
Fuck these nigga's who dropped me on my head
When I was younger, I did some wild shit
To make these nigga's wonder
Am I craze, or am I straight sick
Round with these fuckin' lunatic's
You talk shit! You get yo wig split!
If you wanna try me!
You must be ready to die bitch!
I ain't scared to die bitch!
Ya see it's just a hobby!
God gave me time, I was game from my birth
I couldn't let the shit go to waist
I had to put this shit to work
I'm just a ghetto ass nigga!
With the street knowledge I was gave!
You try to play! Run up on this 12-gage!
Hell nah! hit a tree, had to go help him up
You shouldn't have never fucked up!
Now you lookin' fucked up!
Blew his head clean off his shoulder
I was all ready gone, before anybody showed up
Got away clean, like some Jean's when you wash 'em
Trill ass soldier's ain't no way you can stop us Bitch!
Chorus
Verse Three:
I be bustin' nut's on yo baby mama, baby head
Why you be gangster, somebody got 'em keep 'em fed
When I fed to the point where I be bakin' bread
I mean fed to the point where I be servin' head
Now look, that don't mean I'm try'na sound bad and shit
When I stab that trick, you can have the bitch
Grab yo bitch, you need to try to train yo bitch
Tame yo bitch, cuz she be runnin' game ya bitch
Now you all in a nigga grill, lookin' all swole
Picturin' how ya slipped off, trustin' in them hoes
No damn well, that yo Mom taught ya better cuz
A bitch will get'cha killed if ya let her
That's why I love myself, I hug myself an if
I had a pussy I fuck myself
See real ass nigga's don't fold to fold
Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz
Chorus
Verse Four:
Punchin' got a long head
Ballin' keep my artillery
Gangsta so I'm a mission shit
Cap pilla I'm known for spittin' on bitches
Disrespectin' my mind, try'na play me soft and
At the same time bitch, you fuckin' with some ATL soldiers
Smokin' for free, and drinkin' for free nigga hell nah!
First ya got to take yo muthafuckin' draw's off
Cuz real player's bout to lay the law down
You better draw the straw now, you done
Fucked Up'ed Now!
This how we do it in the A-T-L
For them hoes who think they pussy fire ass hell
Got a game for that ass big dick's to match
Don't have time for them hoes, who be try'na act
Ha Do it! get 'em shorty get 'em we ain't playin' with 'em
If you clockin' nigga spit 'em Nigga Spit 'Em!
Stupid ass hoes, be try'na act
But they switch up, bitch up and call ya back
Say what?
Stuipd ass hoes be try'na act
But they switch up, and bitch up and call ya back
Say what?
Stuipd ass hoes be try'na act
But they switch up, and bitch up and call ya back
And We! shake them hoes off what!
Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!
Nigga! shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!
Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off! My nigga
Shake them hoes off
Nigga we ain't got no love for these hoes,
These bitches swtich dick's like outfit's
Hoes, ya need to find another route
Figure that a nigga be thugged out
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by yourself, (ohh) by yourself (ohh)...
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Fuck these hoes by my goddamn self, for rrreal (By my goddamn self)
For rrreal (By my goddamn self)
Nigga dwell on it, can't he
So tell on me, got my bitch all at the crib
Try to smell on a nigga, wanna stay around him
But when I'm sitting on the couch
She keep me saying "ouch", cuz she grabbin on my crouch
And I already know, thinking to myself
What the fuck, somebody told
Had to have been one little nigga that I showed
Some shit that they never should have seen, anyhow
All hell nigguh...hatin' on me now, smokin' on my weed
Steady drinkin' on my beer, hell naw niggah
Get the fuck up out of here, can't hold one
So you can't hold your tongue, niggah lips smackin
Like she chew bubble gum, tell her where I been
What I did, who I'm with
Said see me with two bitches, thats when I said it
I gotta stay the fuck away from head, I'ma
Smokin' weed by myself, drinkin' Henn by myself
Buckin' hoes by myself, I fuss with nobody else
Now red light, child started a fight
Just talking all about us, and whilin', its alright
I hate when my brothers, fuckin' up undercovas
Shorty, did I stutter? Go get another rubba
Child is shaking like blubba, child that want me to cut her
Too many niggas in the house, time to get out!
I get freaky in the back, while you play at your work
I'm hitting the fat monkey, and damn your girl chunky
Haven't seen what I've been, I'm drinking all alone
On the phone with my b...l, u, n, t 'course every day
I white out, acamo, philly, or marsailles
Give a fuck about a bitch, what that muthafucka say?
Who gives a shit? Grab a bitch in the club
Show her love with a dub, and them niggas hatin' cuz I...
Smoke by myself, drink byself
Fuck by myself, cuz I was born by my goddamn self
Fuck, runnin' train, that shit lame
I'd rather be one-on-one with a bitch getting brain
Too many heads on a blunt, nigga don't get high
I don't give a fuck, if ya got five
Every now and then you chip, and you wanna get Henn
But you never got a twinny-twin-twin, don't roll trees
Hey man, shit, take it from me
You better hope you get drunk on a pepsi
Up, thats a beep, might be a freak (Hey lemme roll with your phone?)
I ain't taking nobody with me, I'ma ride by myself
Get high by myself, get drunk by myself
Fuck this ho by my goddamn self (myself)
Don't nobody hold your own, like your own
Thats why we on our own...
See now when you do what you do, how you do what you do
When you do what you do, nobody can tell on you
If you all by yourself, ah ah ah, say it
I don't need no friends, I don't need no foes
I'ma drink my Henn, and choke all out the door
Now everybody said goodbye, get your hand that burns
It's just good to see ya ride, reverse, reverse
Biieetch, reverse, reverse, biieetch
To wonder all this time, what happened this time? (Hoooo!)
Everybody tries ta, everybody chill...we just playin'
Everybody but me, Ying Yang Twins out for the 2001
(Eh, we'd like to thank y'all)
Listen baby, sometimes I know I be playin but set aside the bullshit, I'ma grown ass man.
Whats to understand that I love to fuck, Can I hit it from the back or put ya ass in a buck?
Screamin Shawty what's up, are we fuckin' are what, We aint got nothin to discuss i'm simply tryin to bust nuts.
The temperatures risin', We reachin the bed, Ya eyes begin to roll in the back of ya head.
Bangin' Headboards, The loud noise, The sound of you screamin.
Turn me on cus it sound like you singin'.
Sayin my name constantly, Sayin' daddy keep fuckin me.
Get it how you want it long as you keep lovin' me.
Put ya thing down,
Boom the bedroom do it right,
And it jus might be a long night, Alright,
Now be Quiet you dont want them to hear us outside,
let me get on bottom while you ride.
Bedroom Boom, (Thats whats goin down tonight),
Bedroom Boom, (Let me do ya body right),
My bed will be boomin' for you... (boom boom)
Bedroom boom, (All between the sheets baby)
Bedroom boom, (I wanna drive you crazy),
My bed will be boomin for you.
It feels like heaven when were off in this room together.
I Can hear the music playin, then I hear ya voice sayin,
"Ohh daddy now jus give it to me right there." "Ohh baby, Take a handful of my hair."
Cus you like it rough (rough) cant get enough (nough).
Cus i'm the type of nigga thats gon fill you up, like a cup.
And make this love thing overflow,
I wont stop until ya body's tellin me so.
Sheets gettin' sticky from the strawberries and whipped cream,
If these walls could talk they would say this is one hell of a scene.
Now you movin ya body jus like a gymnast,
From the bed to the dresser, All type a' crazy shit.
Case is tellin me stories, Body's hot and so horny,
Hittin it from the rear, Wanna whisper somethin in yo ear. "I'm gonna love you all night... I promise."
Bedroom boom, (Bedroom boom!!)
Bedroom boom, (I can hear it baby!)
My bed will be boomin' for you, (We'll be fuckin all night, yes..)
Bedroom boom, (Hittin yo body!)
Bedroom boom, (Like boom boom boom!)
My bed will be boomin' for you, (My bed will be shakin' til' the screws come loose, while i'm off in it)
Boom goes the bedroom, Behind closed doors, And the bedroom depends on how far things go.
You move slow or move fast when you off in that ass, But you hittin' that mothafucker like everytime yo last.
Spread yo legs like a bald eagle, Work that back, Move like a snake when you do dat dat.
Now be quiet, You dont want them to hear us outside.
Let me get on bottom while you ride.
You hotter then the eye on the stove, (Yea) Temptation got ya outta control, (Mmm Hmmm), You tremblin' like you
out in the cold, You screamin' you cant take it no more. Beat the pussy so bad we done fell on the flo.
(Can you believe it?) Throw our clothes in the kitchen and in the garage. All this love is waitin for you
like i'm El' Debarge. See my dick stay hard. (Oh) And its gon stay cocked. (Yes) If a bitch fuck wit me she
gettin her cherry popped.
Bedroom boom, (This is serious business, Baby)
Bedroom boom, (What goes on in this room, So what baby..)
My bed will be boomin' for you, (Say Boom! boom!)
All (all)
Good Things (things)
May come (come)
To end (end)
All (all)
Bad things (things)
Can't wait (wait)
To begin (gin)
All (all)
Good Things (things)
May come (come)
To end (end)
All (all)
Bad things (things)
Can't wait (wait)
To begin (gin)
Which will shall make u laugh
It shall make u cry
Wet can't leave the ground
Shall not greet the sky (ummm)
Which shall make u laugh
It shall make u cry (ummmmm)
Wet can't leave (ummm) the ground (ummm)
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 don't hide they shit
We live and die for niggas we ride wit
F**k tha fame you can have that shit
Imma slang an husltin an try to break me a bitch
Verse 1: (kaine)
I been many places
Niggas pimpin an niggas playin
Niggas hustlin niggas lyin an niggas prayin
For that allmighty
I ride them twenty inch yokohamas
In this game nigga I broke ya momma
Smokin some-a
That tropical potent thunder
Slangin dick knockin hoes down like lumber
Chancin of u seein this nigga, Stevie Wonder
The pope said he wanna come smoke leave ya number
(d-roc)
One of the realest niggas you looked at trick
Imma slang an hustle an try an break me a bitch
Soft ass niggas don't bust like this
Eightball f**k up all yall when I spit
Blows like snows in Ohio that's thick
Catch this come up short like bushwick
Trick we be known at the slap ridas click
We don't chase hoes an hate niggas that ride dick
(Chorus)
Verse 2: (kaine)
Give me the mic an I'll give you songs
When the beats bumpin
Give you something
For yo streo
An benz-o
Chockin the f**k off endo
Then go
Splurgin off something in some over sized excursins
Livin with a bitch you do nothin but blow herbs
When we tally hoe
Daddy go
That's when my niggas say boom boom crack boom boom
That's what the trigger say
(d-roc)
What I deliever
Make you civil
Like you was ???
Break the skeleton outta mothaf**kas who sellin them
Shoot legs shootin heads necks an chests first
Physically hurtin me
But nigga the stress hurts
I got a red shirt
Spreadin over this bullshit
Sometimes I wanna put down this pen and pull this
Firearm
How come you think ??? with my pistol and
Think I got no killin utensils
(kaine)
Pistol play
Playin wit me a get ya kidnapped
Evidence show im just a hustla that know how to rap
Post up an im gone bleed yo block
Make it hot til it burn like a nigga sellin rocks
Dd or one d nigga what the f**k
My room of 45's got my back in the cuts
??? join the club
I bust all day
Just as long as a mothaf**ka pay me what I weight
Hate in my bloodstream
Smoked out dreams
Shoot raps through my vein like a nigga was a fiend
I told yall niggas we was hard from the start
Keep enough shit yo blow ya block apart
Just to say I did that
You know who did that
That nigga everybody know
He in the fat pack
Moet if it was fly nigga I said it
You might regret it if you wet it
And you need a medic
(Chorus)
Collipark, hannnh
Chea! Yoh!
Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones Jones!
hannnh...
holluh atchu boi baby, you killed it on this one man, uhuh
Chea!
We 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 lookin' for a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist wit a big behind
I need a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist wit a big behind
You want this money then you gotta be a
Badd bitch
Shake that ass for a tip of you a
Badd bitch
Drop it down to the floor if you a
Badd bitch
Aw no she ain't no hoe, she just a
Badd bitch
I'm in the club, lookin' for a
Badd bitch
In the parking lot, lookin' for a
Badd bitch
Everywhere I go I'm trying to find that
Badd bitch
You know me I gotta keep me a
Badd bitch
Freak in the mornin', freak in the evenin'
I'm looking for a freak when I'm done block bleedin
Now take me to a house, tease me, then please me
And tell all her friends how the dick made her sleepy,
and believe me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it,
givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it
Body so deadly, you can tell when she drop it
I either gonna hit her imma beat ass tight
I've seen her walk by me, damn near passed out
then crept up behind her, tell her it was time to
Let a playa like me get in that vagina
I'm lookin' for a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
I need a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
You want this money then you gotta be a
Badd bitch
Shake that ass for a tip of you a
Badd bitch
Drop it down to the floor if you a
Badd bitch
Aw no she ain't no hoe, she just a
Badd bitch
She's a ghetto ass bitch with some ghetto ass game
in the club where she work and she poppin' that thing
Said the bread keep her fed and the head at the bar
She could never breath on a nigga dick made em come,
Come one! (Come one!) Come all! (Come all!)
where them hoes like to get buckin bald
And can't take off they draws
Aint standin' now nigga naw
I love the way she dance, she look like she fuckin' herself
Shawty do a number just touching herself
Freaky ways she can shake ass for days
then kinky in sixty-nine different ways
Jump onstage she get paid she goes off
You got enough money she taking the clothes off
look at that, I tought I taw a puttycat
I did I did
I did taw a puttycat
I'm lookin' for a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
I need a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
You want his money so you gotta be a
Badd bitch
Shake that ass for the tip of your
Badd bitch
Drop it down to the floor if you'ra
Badd bitch
Aw no she ain't no hoe, she just a
Badd bitch
Bitch move, like you got somethin' to prove
Keep runnin' you dick sucka who you gonna lose?
I don't wanna hear 'bout your motherfuckin' blues
I'd rather see your ass clap clap in them shoes
Like
B-am b-am b-am b-am
Wham wham
I tought I taw a puttytat
Shorty gettin' crunk not gettin' old
Love it when she take it to the floor
Make a booty roll take her clothes off
And she love smokin' weed
And she getting hella freaky on the ecstasy
Do her dance for me song after song
Shawty won't stop she goin' all night long
Now that's a girl who know what she want and like
She a schoolgirl by day and a stripper by night
I'm lookin' for a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
I need a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
You want this money then you gotta be a
Badd bitch
Shake that ass for the tip of your
Badd bitch
Drop it down to the floor if you'ra
Badd bitch
Aw no she ain't no hoe, she just a
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nooooooow
Tell a nigga dont act no fool
What's up cuz? Stay cool
Smoke some mary jane, you know the rules
Haters puttin salt in the game
Wanna keep a thug out the drug house
But you know the drill...a fro, polo
And a nigga in the club smokin dubs
Like a tru center thug
The big boy Willie Grill
Smoke swisher sweets, dont miss a beat
If a nigga feelin froggy leap
We ballin, shot-callin
ho's holla'n, try to follow
When a nigga aint ballin, sheesh
Still pullin on the hair
On my ching-ching weigher
(??)
Ho we can head to the spot in Decatur
(??) smoke optimos, and try to cop the ho's
(?) cant stop my (?)
Killa a bitch, kill a bitch, soon to buss
Aint to many niggas that can fuck wit' us
Y'all niggas think you can fuck wit' us
Some of y'all niggas gon' miss the bus
See playa we dangerous, stay (??)
Cock-block that fo'-fifth,
Switch your hands like (??)
Man then kick over to
Nigga cant see me with a birds-eye view
So you betta back up, back up
'fore a nigga straight have to act up, act up
Stand in this thang wit' the mac up, mac up
... 10 then because
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we alley
Whoa
We some alley muh'fuckas from the ATL, Georgia boys
We came to bring the noise, and we got them tonka toys (boom boom boom)
Niggas be bitin like jaws, nigga back the fuck off my balls
If you got some beef wit' me, then I got some beef wit' y'all
Now ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now dont make me have to say this shit one more time
Now back up, I know you dont want some muthafucka to act up
I thank you need to put your muthafuckin ?gack? up
Before you get dealt with
Fuckin around and get yourself hit
Off some fuckin bullshit
Cause we some country-ass Georgia niggas, I told ya nigga
We done and we done showed ya nigga, it's on my nigga
Doin this shit one more 'gain
I thank this time I'ma get a lil' more money to spend
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
Ah, we some alley muthafuckas, shawty ya didnt know
Niggas is entertainin when they hit the front door
Nigga be like whoa, stop, control
But he was poppin off, so I'ma hit him in his nose
Throwin them 'bows, ColliPark know it explodes
Have a nigga feelin crunchy, smellin like toes
Ya know we had it from Georgia to Cali'
Doin shows from Virginia to that Cakilaki
Ask if are we lackin? Nothin, see we packin
4-5 glocks, .9 spray milli-tec and no actin, I'm blastin
I make my money ?threashin?
The foes see the gold and they dont wanna respect him
Maybe I cant help it, the way that I act
Handle your part thug, give him a heart-attack
Beatin ass in the back, slammin upon a track
Ying-Yang in this thang, ColliPark runnin thangs
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
Now what's on your mind, if you got something to say
Then say that shit, dont hold that shit
Bitin your tongue, because your boys aint here
Who you roll with, 'cause that's bullshit
You'll get your ass kicked fuckin wit' real thugs
Playahatin you gets no love
Run and get your boys if you thinkin you're hard
If you know like I know, then your ass wont start...
with some crazy muh'fuckas tote gats too
Crazy muthafuckas that'll blast you
Crazy muthafuckas dont give a shit
What? Y'all niggas dont know who y'all fuckin with
We T-H-U-G-G-E-D O-U-T
We'll F-U-C-K yo' ass up with that heat
Mutha-mutha-muthafuckas always talkin shit
Sixty-five niggas you can suck my dick
We Ying-Yang and it aint no thang
Sheisty muthafucka put it down on they brain
We real, some tru-city thug shit
The essence of a thug, they dont like a nigga in public
With two glocks, I represent 2pac, the block is too hot
They want a fool out the neighborhood (why)
Straight hard to fuck with, know he slangin hard
Niggas is paranoid, all I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
All I know we raw (raw)
We youngin's nigga
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
My nigga, we alley
Nigga, we be alley
Shake it
pop it
bounce it
twist it
shake it
pop it
bounce it
twist it
shake it
pop it
bounce it
twist it
shake it
pop it
bounce it
twist it
Woah lil mama
i cant believe this
Woah lil mama
my baby u tryin to receive this
Woah lil mama
u gotta twerk it
Woah lil mama
i mean work it
(Repeat)
now llllook im in the club
pop a fo i spin that dub
gotta bring it here drop it down and pop it up
open it hold it there
lemmie see them (?)
cant wait fo u to shake it
just dont drip it in my cup
now hold up
slow it down
your too fast
betta touch yo toes
lil mama shake that ass
want a betta view
a close up fo that shot
five dollas will get u a table top
but it wont stop
drop to ur ankles
and do some tricks
to make a nigga wanna spend his bankroll
head to the bar
to cop a bottle now im fadded
im a big balla now i know u niggaz sho hate it
Woah lil mama
i cant believe this
Woah lil mama
my baby u tryin to receive this
Woah lil mama
u gotta twerk it
Woah lil mama
i mean work it
(Repeat)
Na Na Now
daddy like the way that u be shakin yo butt
open it up
i guess its time to get in the gut
u talkin it up
but money aint a thang
like yo man dont u see the bling bling on my chain
cover ur watch its strange
i hot man
like 97 octane
20 dollas fo a 5 dolla dance cuz im flossin
tossin
on ur knees in the air
holla woah lil mama VIP right chair
Shake it
Shake it pop it
pop it bounce it
bounce it twist it
(Shake pop it bounce it twist it)
Shake it
Shake it pop it
pop it bounce it
bounce it twist it
(Shake it pop it bounce it twist it)
shake it
shake it pop it
pop it bounce it
bounce it twist it
(shake it pop it bounce it twist it)
shake it
shake it pop it
pop it bounce it
bounce it twist it
(shake it pop it bounce it twist it)
Woah lil mama
i cant believe this
Woah lil mama
my baby u tryin to receive this
Woah lil mama
u gotta twerk it
Woah lil mama
i mean work it
(Repeat)
Shake it pop it bounce it flip it
lil mama (weeeeee)
make a nigga wanna dig ya
bring yo ass ova
flex yo pussy muscles
u want these honey beeeees?
girl u got to hustle
bounce yo ass up and down like that
i like that
put ur titties in my face so a nigga could bite that
turn around to the back
lemmie get a lapdance
lil mama u got me bout to bust a nut in my pants
all that
teasin yo boy
i aint with that there
after the club gotta let a nigga hit that there
it gonna be tell your boss boy u finna leave early you heard me
cuz tonight ur bout to get ur knees dirty (Woah)
Woah lil mama
i cant believe this
Woah lil mama
my baby u tryin to receive this
Woah lil mama
u gotta twerk it
Woah lil mama
i mean work it
(Repeat)
Shake it
shake it pop it
pop it bounce it
bounce it twist it
[in background to singing]
(shake it pop it bounce it twist it)
(First train baby)
(Wha, we on the stage baby)
(First train baby)
(we on the stage baby)
( i got yo main lady)
(Ha wha, ha, balla status baby)
Woah lil mama
i cant believe this
Woah lil mama
my baby u tryin to receive this
Woah lil mama
u gotta twerk it
Woah lil mama
i mean work it (work it)
Guess who's back in this bitch
To take over this muthafuckin' club?
Ying Ying Yang Yang
Ying Ying Yang Yang
Ying Ying Yang Yang
Ying Ying Yang Yang
Ying Ying Yang Yang
Ying Ying Yang Yang
Ying Ying Yang Yang
Ying Ying Yang Yang
I like it when she stompin', poppin'
Ghetto droppin', shorty walkin'
Make your eyes jump out the sockets
She got money out of all my pockets
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Shake it till you can't
Musta hurt broke off your shoes
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Cheeder cheese Sunday night be too real
Takin' it off class ain't nothing but salt
Shakin' it off ,she breakin' niggas off by long
Hold up wait a minute here's the deal
HO's shakin' ass just to pay the bills
Keepin' it crunk, movin' to the beat of the bunk
Junk in da trunk, she got it in the back, the hump
She got a round ass chick in the booty
I like the way she throwin' it to me, damn, she doin' it to me
5 dollas, 10 dollas, 20 dollas, more
Check to see her roll when she work the pole
Yeah, make it so a nigga yells sex appeals
So crunk, you might fuck around and break your heel
I like it when she stompin', poppin'
Ghetto droppin', shorty walkin'
Make your eyes jump out the sockets
She got money out of all my pockets
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Shake it till you can't
Musta hurt broke off your shoes
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Mension that Monday night be too real
Up jump the beat, these bitches is gettin' blown
Smokin' on purple and sippin' on patrone
Money gettin' low from givin' it to ho's
By shakin' they ass and takin' off they clothes
Damn that country bunkin' baby
Ass like a basketball, can I dunk it?
Baby, got back and she know how to use it
I like it when she put her back into it
I ain't even front at da marathon
So you can talk about my ass at the hair salon
You already know what time it is
MR. Nasty time so get crunk in here
I like it when she stompin', poppin'
Ghetto droppin', shorty walkin'
Make your eyes jump out the sockets
She got money out of all my pockets
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Shake it till you can't
Musta hurt broke off your shoes
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Pin-ups Tuesday night be too real
This ain't 'bout you, this ain't 'bout me
It's 'bout the rent in ya crip from poppin' the pussy
A quick shave back, I'm lovin' that
You can really get to see if the pussy fat
So if your train jump off the track
Stay up on your game, you can get it back
Use what you got to get what you want
Some of y'all do and some of y'all don't
It's for the naked ho's that's flexible and sexy pros
Them the best to roll, it's gettin' all the way loud for real
Shorty so crunk, she done fucked around and broke her heel
I like it when she stompin', poppin'
Ghetto droppin', shorty walkin'
Make your eyes jump out the sockets
She got money out of all my pockets
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move
(Wiggle then move)
Shake it till you can't
Musta hurt broke off your shoes
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Damn, bitch, I done broke my heel
Broke my heel
Broke my heel
Broke my heel
Y'all bitches betta be scared, it's Calipark music
Ying Yang Twins, U.S.A.
United State of Atlanta
We back in this muthafucker by our goddamn self
We don't need no help, yea
We do records with niggas 'cause we want to
whistle while you 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).
Let me see you make that pussy fart
good lord make it shake like a salt shaker
to hard get it up to you can't ugh no moe
see I love when you hoes take it to tha floor
baby bounce biggy bounce ugh it's on you
shouty you can twurk in your skirt if you want
to see we came to keep it crunk for ya all night
put a dub in tha club show me what I like.
These bitches make money in tha club these
hoes like to take it off for a thug you can't come
with nothin less than a dub or she lookin at yo ass
like a scrub these hoes like it when a nigga show em
love and she'll show you what she really made of I
guarantee yo ass wouldn't get enough tell her pop that
shit drop that shit "WHAT".
Where them hoes that's buying me a ticket I thank
they all dance at club nikki's now where them hoes who
be spittin that game I thank they all dance at tha blue flame
where them hoes that be hard booty shakin I thank they all
dance at tha foxxy lady.
I know she a shakin booty hoe no teaser she ain't no sceaser
when ya all fat pleaser now where them bitches that be quick to
show them titties I thank they all dance at tha magic city I know
some bitches that be quick to take over you got tha green on your
scene and strokers.
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) gotta
make that money for sure (sure) you got some
nice lookin titties body look pretty so don't be
scared to twurk (twurk summin).
Say them niggaz in tha club wanna hate wanna touch
her pussy and never wanna pay I said shouty fuck that
nigga do your thang I see your crunk tiger stripe G- strang
it's bout that dollar bill then pepermint see them hoes represent
for their rent.
If you in a booty club and you get your money spent and baby
mama now she wonder where it went.
Some of these bitches be real they hard knock once
you get em crunck they start and they want stop hoes
get naked for cheese they love that take tha baddest bitch
in tha club I fucked that some these bitches been crunk since
first day some of these bitches in tha club they don't play half
these bitches who shake it they turn gay niggaz gone pay to see
pussy anyway (ahh,ahh).
Some of these niggaz be walkin tha thin line fuckin
wit these hoes wit no clothes and no mind baby girl out
to get money she gone shine everyday of work she gone be
there on time her pussy poppin shouty be sweatin like she
noid kinda like tha way that thang be like a hard turn around
yeah that's it good lord tryin to do a chinese split and make it
fart.
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) and let me see you
work (work) get off in tha club wit a tru city thug and sip some
erk and jerk so if you want this floor (floor) just how low can you
go (go) let me see you grab tha pole and touch them toes now take
it to tha floor.
What the fuck, man (what the fuck) this club is dead as a mother fucker (dead as a mother fucker) ima call these nigga god damn Ying Yang Twins,(YAAAYY) Ima call Bone Crusher, Ima call that boy Killer Mike they gon be at the club (talking in background)
What, What, What....
(Chorus)
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club)
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) (x2)
What's about bitch what's about (what's about bitch)
What's about bitch what's about (what's about bitch)
What's about bitch what's about (what's about bitch)
(Killer Mike)
Nigga's comin to the club, deep flow, swerving lanes, on 23 MJ's no more broad change, security, they known for bustin heads man i aint ever scared i'll take a bottle to his head im a live nigga i'll leave a pussy nigga dead hoodrats got ass but college girls got head, and im gon take picture, think about what i just said, and it's official me and my nigga's takin pictures
And mo money, mo hoes, mo bottles in the picture, drunk nigga talk shit, more problems then you can picture we all got bottles we deadly with spinners, at least five nigga's strapped up with they Winerbery's nigga, we all got pockets full of green, smoking broccoli down here we drink cool water, clipse, and Hypnotic, down here we like our rims, spinnin', and choppin, and the girl down to the flo' drop droppin pussy poppin'
(Chorus)
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club)
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) (x2)
What's about bitch what's about (what's about bitch)
What's about bitch what's about (what's about bitch)
What's about bitch what's about (what's about bitch)
I Hold off yo nigga like whoooooooaa!!!
I put these bricks to his face like whoooooooaa!!!
Aint Nobody scared nigga because hustle to hustler
If u want rumble nigger tussle to tussler
Bitch boi u aint hard i see you runnin
So what you talkin' bout nigga like im hard im drummin *laughing*
You got me *EH* don't let these 16 shots get atcha (BLAH!!)
Ladies and thugs
Please report to the dance floor
It's Ying Yang Twins and we're about to
Take over the game, game, game, game
Say 1, say 2, say you know what to do
We're gon' start the fun
We're gon' get it started
That's why we're the 2 Live Crew
Man, I hate when the club be dead
Ain't nobody dancin' 'cause they scared
Get your ass on the floor and dance
Why you came in the club, are you mad?
Drop the rhythm to the boogie of the beat
This ain't Miami but we bringin' all the Heat
The ATL is on the map
2 young playas, you know we gon' snap
Englewood, East Atlanta
World wide with this country grammar
Ying Yang Twins back again
'Bout to save your life like the Superfriends
Yep, we so hot, yeah
We so hot, yeah
We so hot, yeah
Somebody bring me water
We so hot, yeah, water
We so hot, yeah, water
We so hot, yeah
Somebody bring me water
I said boom, bang, tick, tock
The Ying Yang Twins, they known to beat the block
So when our shit drop
You know damn well the album gon' pop
They wish that we stop
We ain't said it now but our shit gon' pop
Ying, Ying, Yang, Yang
In the game, ain't a damn thing changed
Dance on the floor, get crunk, get your groove on
There's somebody hatin' that's when you bust a move on
You came in the club to have a good time
So crunk, you done cranked up a soul train line
Now everybody dance on the floor
Everybody watchin', wanna see sum more
So let yourself go, you in the club
You see me in the club, I'ma crank it up
We so hot, yeah
We so hot, yeah
We so hot, yeah
Somebody bring me water
We so hot, yeah, water
We so hot, yeah, water
We so hot, yeah
Somebody bring me water
We back, we back, we back
We back, we back
We back, we back
We so hot, yeah
We so hot, yeah
We so hot, yeah
Somebody bring me water
We so hot, yeah, water
We so hot, yeah, water
We so hot, yeah
Somebody bring me water
Say 1, say 2, say you know what to do
We're gon' start the fun
We're gon' get it started
That's why we're the 2 Live Crew
Man, I hate when the club be dead
Ain't nobody dancin' 'cause they scared
Get your ass on the floor and dance
Why you came in the club, are you mad?
Bring me water, water, water
Bring me water, water, water
Bring me water, water, water
Hey how you doin lil mama? lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you sumthing that you might like to hear
You got a sexy ass body and your ass look soft
Mind if I touch it? and see if its soft
Naw I'm jus playin' unless you say I can
And im known to be a real nasty man
And they say a closed mouth dont get fed
So I don't mind asking for head
You heard what I said, we need to make our way to the bed
And you can start usin' yo head
You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt
Do it up slappin ass cuz the sex gets rough
Switch the positions and ready to get down to business
So you can see what you've been missin'
You might had some but you never had none like this
Just wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da
Pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
I know you see me calling won't you answer your phone im trying to tell ya baby that im home all
Alone im on queen size sheets and there made from silk and my mouth wide open cause im waiting for
Milk shh just listen i want you to hear my kitten she goes purrr meow especially when you put her in
Your mouth i got a big fat cat and she loves to purr cause she always hot so i shave the fur i got the
Lolipop candy and i licked it im here with nothing on but some fish nets and im wetter than niagara
Flicks on the plasma ohh i just pop the viagra stop what your doing and come get it ya stick ya finger
In it now lick it what
Wait til you see my clit (purr)
Wait til you see my clit (hey boy)
Wait til you see my clit
You gon eat this pussy up
Wait til you see my clit (purr)
Wait til you see my clit (hey boy)
Wait til you see my clit
You gon eat this pussy up like
Aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw
Eat the pussy up,eat the pussy up, eat the pussy up,eat the pussy up, eat the pussy up,eat the pussy
Up,eat the pussy up,eat the pussy up
You fine, but I aint gone sweat ya
See I wanna fuck, tell me whats up
Walk around the club with yo thumb in ya mouth
Put my dick in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet fat hoe's they dont spill shit
I keep a hoe hot when I'm puttin' in work
Wanna skeet skeet you bout to get your feelin's hurt
Cuz I'll beat dat cat with a dog
And knock da walls of a broad til she scrawl
Like (OOOOOH!)
Yea something like that, but it depends on the swing of the baseball bat
Fuck a bitch on da counter make the
Plates fall Back
On the floor she aint screamin she a nut so they crack
Crack...crack
Fuck that bend over imma give you the dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da
Pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
Hey how you doin lil mama? lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you sumthing that you might like to hear
You got a sexy ass body and your ass look soft
Mind if I touch it? and see if its soft
Naw I'm jus playin' unless you say I can
And im known to be a real nasty man
And they say a closed mouth dont get fed
So I don't mind asking for head
You heard what I said, we need to make our way to the bed
And you can start usin' yo head
You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt
Do it up slappin ass cuz the sex gets rough
Switch the positions and ready to get down to business
So you can see what you've been missin'
You might had some but you never had none like this
Just wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
You fine, but I aint gone sweat ya
See I wanna fuck, tell me whats up
Walk around the club with yo thumb in ya mouth
Put my dick in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet fat hoe's they dont spill shit
I keep a hoe hot when I'm puttin' in work
Wanna skeet skeet you bout to get your feelin's hurt
Cuz I'll beat dat cat with a dog
And knock da walls of a broad til she scrawl
Like (OOOOOH!)
Yea something like that, but it depends on the swing of the baseball bat
Fuck a bitch on da counter make the
Plates fall Back
On the floor she aint screamin she a nut so they crack
Crack...crack
Fuck that bend over imma give you a smack
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
Hey how you doin lil mama? lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you sunthing that you might like to hear
You got a sexy ass body and your ass look soft
Mind if I touch it? and see if its soft
Naw I'm jus playin' lets just say I can
And im known to be a real nasty man
And they say a closed mouth dont get fed
So I dont mind asking for head
You heard what I said, we need to make our way to the bed
And you can start usin' yo head
You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt
Do it up slappin ass cuz the sex gets rough
Switch the positions and ready to get down to business
So you can see what you've been missin'
You might had some but you never had none like this
Just wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
You fine, but I aint gone sweat ya
See I wanna fuck, tell me whats up
Walk around the club with yo thumb in ya mouth
Put my dick in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet fat hoe's they dont spill shit
I keep a hoe hot when I'm puttin' in work
Wanna skeet skeet you bout to get your feelin's hurt
Cuz I'll beat dat cat with a dog
And knock da walls of a broad til she scrawl
Like (OOOOOH!)
Yea something like that, but it depends on the swing of the baseball bat
Fuck a bitch on da counter make the
Place fall mats
On the floor she aint screamin she a nut so they crack
Crack...crack
Fuck that bend over imma give you the dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
Yeah
Oohhhh
We got a hood ratz in the house right
Would you like a tongue bath babe ?
They say they like tongue bath
(from the back)
So, uh we went and got Methrone, but of course it’s the Ying yang twins
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way u want, im wit it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
I just want to get up in it
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
(You want tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
A tongue bath, from the back
(ying yang twins)
Forget about that summer we stretched straight thuggin it up
In the tongue bath world we’s living it up
I was told by the eye, we were holding each other
To the room sexual, the isleigh brothers
Sippin alazez, hennesse
Straight thug passion
Licking nipples got you giggle
So u started to laugh
Now it's getting so erotic baby
All of the sudden
So im kissin on ye body baby
Admit it babe
(methrone)
See baby a tongue bath is what I like
Lick me up, lick me down
Curve my appetite
Let me open up my legs show me what you got
The way you licking on my body is got me really hot
And im lov’n the way u lick me tho
Do it lil daddy, let your tongue take control
U got me shakin like hell when you’re licking my toes
From the top to the bottom, make you tongue roll
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way u want, im wit it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
I just want to get up in it
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
(You want tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
A tongue bath, from the back
(methrone)
The way you fall on me, you get me feeling the heat
And when you licking like it make me grit my teeth
You got me grabbin the sheets, putting the pillow on my face
Bitin my lips and squeezing my waist
Im callin ya name and making that face
Cuz u lick my bubble gum and had the taste
You got me caught up in this mist of the passion
You see this tongue bath you giv’n me is like a fantasy
Baby, please keep on moanin, keep on licking on me
You got me bitin on ye neck, look what this bath did to me
Now rub me down in your notion, with your deep freeze motion
U bring the freak out in me, I’m out of control can’t you see
U got me hot, now it's on till the early morn
Now this tongue bath, feed it to me
Got me in the zone
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way u want, im wit it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
I just want to get up in it
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
(You want tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
A tongue bath, from the back
(methrone)
Give me a tongue bath please, I want you out on your knees
I like it when you licking me, from the back constantly
U make me shiver lil daddy when ur playing with ice
Turn out the lights lil daddy, we can cut all nite
I like it rough, if your tough
Take it easy, thas enough
I want a massage wit ya tongue
Make my body feel numb
Keep me hot, you know that spot
That freaky stuff you know I like
Oooh yeah, thas it you’re doin it right, thas tight
The way you licking me and kissing me
Hugging me and touching me
Rubbin me constantly
Ready to put your love in me
Do it like that, down from the back
Run a tongue bath, baby treat a hood rat
Slip-n-slide on my thighs, make your tongue glide
Baby when me and you collide, we’ll make the temperatures rise
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way u want, im wit it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
I just want to get up in it
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
(You want tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
A tongue bath, from the back
Ooooh I don’t mind no
Anyway you want it tho, I got it
Tongue bath, from the back
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Any way u want, im wit it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
I just want to get up in it
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
(You want tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
A tongue bath, from the back
Come here shorty
Stop please
Why you actin like you don’t like it
You know you like it
You know you want me to touch it
Fo real
Come here and let me get you a tongue bath
You like to get wet don’t you
Its my way or the highway
Ooooh
C’mon, fo real
We aint gotta do it that much
Just let me do it a little bit
A little bit, just a little bit
How low can you go
What you like
Ey, dis D-Roc from the Ying Yang Twins (yup)
and i got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie, and B Gizzle to help me show yall how ta walk
Dis is a new dance, right
It's da ghetto electric slide
so yall got ta walk wit me
i said wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk with it
walk wit me now,
step wit me now,
step right wit me now,
to the left wit me now,
from the front to the back,
from the front to the back,
from the side to the side,
from the side to the side,
walk wit me, step wit me, take a right wit me, make a left wit me,
wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk with it
get energetic
and hyperactive
then start it dancin
then gon do da walk
get energetic
and hyperactive
then start it dancing
then gon do da walk
to the right, to the right
to the left, to the left
to the back, to the back
to the front, to the front
now take some baby steps,now take some baby steps,
now take some baby steps,now take some baby steps,
now take some baby steps,now take some baby steps,
now take some baby steps
to the right, to the left
to the right, to the left
to the back, to the front
to the back, to the front
up in my pimp mode
movin through the club in slow mo
slow the slump down, wit my arm hangin real low
knowin somthing new, cause they never see me move before
i might be a big nigga, but still clor rug
so come on shawty let go
to the fuckin dance flo
let me see you shake it, pop that thang
oh you a nasty ho
make that thang walk slow
come on take it to the flo
walk wit me one time, yeah shawty make it low
bizzle got the pistol
put one in ya make ya whizza
relocate your body part
hey ya walkin like a crippa
when nigga be actin quicka
pick her up, they start to tripa
cant blast either nigga,
ass down to the whizza
betcha got a isha
blame your trick
my four people call their people
when ya say somethin bitch
see a ho, get a ho, fuck it blame one bitch
atcha wit your dick in my hand
my hand burnin
you know i walk wit a tip and my jeans always sag
i don't have to wear a belt, my pistol hold up my pants
i'm a a original gangsta, cool as they come
step in a club,look around-would choose anyone
i bruise any nigga wanna go there wit me
better know i go everywhere wit that 4-4 wit me
i go in a strip club withcho ho wit me
walk out wit 2 mo, ready to get busy
i'm whatever if it come to it
like my idea just do it
more then half of you niggas
sold a product and ran through em
man i'm a foo wit it,
i'm a beast wit it,
beat the slave, grope em, run in man im keep kickin it
and i'm knee deep in it and i hold it down
born and raised in new orleans,lousianna-uptown
i hit it how i live, it aint just talk
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
(Ying Yang)
Niggas crossed standin all in line
The club packed every muthafucken time
Fly hoes looking alike darnit
Rich thugs takin over V.I.P parkin
Say you came to hang, well i bet
4, or 5 crooks are here, we brang sweat
Smokin till you caint get no higher
If the twins in your city it's gonna be an all nighter
Lucky women out there lemme hear you say
Do that there, do that there, where you at
In the back of the club, in the front of the stage
Gettin krunk with a nigga, say this song hit a nigga
I keepin shit simple like a.b.c
We can muthafucken teach you goddamned birds and bees
If you's a virgin, you need to stay away from me
Ill pimp this straight hoe till you straight up leave
(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
(Ying Yang)
Where my thugs at
Sippin more yak
Cumin in the car
Standin by the bar
See every time ying yang catch a vibe
They say we too hype, beg us too be quiet
That's all good if we was in a church
But niggas be throwin bows, and hoes that love to twurk
One more time, Hoot, Aim, Shoot
Lemme jump off in
If i said it i ment it, Im here to represent it
Love big booty bitches, love feelin on some titties
If you think this shits explicit
Don't let your kids hear it
Bitch pop that pussy, and shake that ass
Last call for alchohol, save me the last dance
Got my dick hard doin that freaky shit
Best belive this the bitch that im leavin with
(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
(Ying Yang)
Step out in a polo air tight
Smoke a blunt, can't you hear em, my heads right
If your cunt creams more let my nuts hang
Represent in the crib, and the friggin cain
Niggas say oops shorty what they in for
Gone drank all day, make the liquor store
I hate the way you ment it tell em that i need an O
Low blow but an O that's a no no
Ying Yang got ya krunk sit down and ready
So don't get up on the bitch till i back that ass up
I feel so weedy
Show a nigga that you can put some feel in nene
The way you shaken ass bitch lemme hit it
Oops my fault my hand be wondering
9 to 5 must be killin
Let me tell you something if you don't like what im sayin
Keep it to yourself but i still got hoes Gettin krunk with it
(Chorus)
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
ONE, TWO, you know what to do
SOUND OFF, all my hoes in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, all my niggas in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, Ying Yang in this muthafucker
SOUND OFF, NIGGA, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF, SOUND OFF
(Ying Yang)
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ying Yang in this, Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ohhh-Ohhh Ying Yang in this
Ying Yang in this, Ying Yang in this
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Dale huevo, dale huevo
Up in the club, fuck VIP
P to the I, I to the T
Ying to the Yang up in this thang
D to the roc, my nigga Kaine
Up in the cut, pouring it up
Rolling it up, holding it up
Ain't her ass swollen or what?
Yes sir, yes sir
Oh we gonna take it back like thieves and foes
Nasty as I wanna be that makes me 2 live for your crew
Hoe, get down get low
I'm crossin' these mammas like tic tac toe
Let's ride let's go
Get loose get crunk, get drunk get blown
That's right let's roll
MIA ATL fo sho
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Dale huevo, dale huevo
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
All the lil mamas all around the world
Shake that ass if you a nasty girl
Back that ass up says Juvenile
Show a nigga some titties like Girls Gone Wild
Show a nigga some titties like Girls Gone Wild
Show a nigga some titties like Girls Gone Wild
Take off this strip of clothes, I wanna see you in the nude
You can keep on your high heel shoes
So follow me down the yellow brick road
Where niggaz go to see naked hoes
Shake that shit bitch
Have me off in the club with a hard ass dick
Then drop like this bitch
If you wanna make the money shawty work that shit
Put a hump in your back and lick it raw
To a 3 point stance put your fist up her ass
You must be on the Kanye work out plan
Like head, shoulders, knees, hoes
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Dale huevo, dale huevo
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
Take 'em out in they jeans, take 'em out all dressed
Is the realest two niggaz out the ATL
Yeah we break it down, betta shake a booty hoe
And the hoes in the club with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the Ying Yang tip
We already know we off the reel
Don't tolerate that talkin'
Bitch you can get the walkin'
Patron is what I'm groaking
The only way that we gonna talkin'
If your breath smells like mine
Girl I don't give a fuck ?cause you fine
I diss 'em fo I kiss 'em
I pack 'em fo I stack 'em
So while we in the club betta get these girls
'Cause on the streets there ain't no action
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Shake shake, just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake, chica shake shake
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Mentirosa, mentirosa
Dale huevo, dale huevo
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
Ladies I'm just so impressed with you guys today.
Progress is really being made.
Now we getting ready to switch gears on the third question and this is:
What gets you in the mood, for sex?
It's all about the 4-play
and 4-play is an all day event
phone sex, e-mails whatever
just some shit to make me want you that much more when I get home from work and step in the door lights out
candles burnin' wit some Jodeci: Diary of a Mad Band
rub me down all the way down
tease me, bite me, suck me
I'm like a motor in the winter
you gotta get me warmed up before you get me started
tongue touching, body rubbing
and when we take it there,
Don't be afriad to taste both these lips
Now I can't speak for them young girls but uh
we can do it anywhere:
in the car, on the lawn before dawn
under the moon, at the beach
as long as it's sweet lil candlelight something soft and sexy
Ok ladies I see were making progress right now I like the way 1 went down.
Now I need you to sit back and let me know think about this 1.
What kind of sex, do you like?
Yeah that's a good 1 baby.
I can't lie I likes it rough.
But you got's to ease me into it.
See, I want you to touch me, tease me, blow on me, play with my ummm, you know.
Carees me fuck all the talkin honey.
Lick me, spank that ass, me on top of you, you on top of me it's all pleasure baby.
Make me cream, you know what I mean.
I'll return the favor fo sho.
I ain't no rough bitch.
So take your time with me.
Nice and slow, and explore all boundaries with me.
Cause please will leave.
I'm gonna take it wit cha.
I like it slow at first.
I don't like it rushed, deep and slow.
And while I'm on top, grab my hips, grab my hips and just squeeze and with 1 hand on my hip take the
She got her hands up on her knees and her bows on her thighs
She got the twerk and thats for certain I can tell that she fly
She got me hype, I wanna bite her right now yi yi
Say I yi yi yi yi.
Look at shawty snap make that ass clap
Niggas in the club spendin dubs when its PHAT
Lookin real fine, standin 5'9 high heels on right on time
God damn look at shawty she makin that ass jiggle
I lke the way you wobbedy, wobbedy when it wiggle
Anybody down for my nursery rhyme riddle
Some of these hoes be full creamin in the middle
She shakin ass and gettin paid cause she makin her cheese
She ain't scared to get on the floor to show her tigobitties
If she doin it quite right I might just give her fifty
I be drankin Hennessy so i'm damn to tip see
I no them hoes in the club they ain't twerkin fo free
If she dancin like she should she'll make her money
I like them freaky ass hoes twitchin asses fo me
Ahhh shit thats it so im so im spendin my cheese
Gentlemen club let me see ya I yi yi
Blue flame let me see ya I yi yi
Magic City let me see ya I yi yi
Body Tap let me see ya I yi yi
Jazzy T's let me see ya I yi yi
Club Pleasers let me see ya I yi yi
School hoes let me see ya I yi yi
And if you ain't twerkin BITCH BYE YI YI
Shawty let me see you on the flow butt naked
Show stoppin pussy poppin
Damn I like the way you take it
Up & down
Side to side
Round & round
Touch the ground
There you go now you know how gotta make yo cash flow
Put them poles touch them toes let mesee that ass roll
All in the booty club shawty shake it fo a dub
Out of sight so i might stick yo ass a lil somethin
Make that pussy fo a blunt
Hoes shakin ass like a real freak
Tryin to get that muthafuckin ends meat
Don't be tryin to muthafuckin tease me
Cause im bout tipped on that Hennessy
But i'll still give you a dub doe
But ya cha gotta shake that ass hoe
Work real hard for tha cash flow
Bring yo ass to tha dance flow
One time for them bitches at the gentleman club
Them bitches shakin ain't no fakin and they came to buy dubs
Them niggas hatin steady waitin so we can't come back
I'm on this track up out this here while she work that cat
Pussy poppin shawty droppin say she gone get blowed
She average everybody for goverment cheese hoe
Fuck them niggas and yo niggas that be hatin that be hatin on the guy
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy Ocean
Roll like an eighteen wheeler
That hoe fine but this hoe killer
She leakin, she's soakin' wet
She leakin, soakin' wet
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker)
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker)
Pussy poppin, till you percolate
First booty on duty no time to wait
Make it work, with your wet t-shirt
Bitch you gotta shake it till ya calf muscles hurt
Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankle
Call that bitch bojangles
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose for real
Five dollars get your ass a table dance
If you got ten then bring a friend
Hoe shake your ass to the song then
If you ain't with it then well gone then
We ain't no boys we grown men
If you ain't gone dance then don't then
Why you wanna waste a niggaz song
then see your ass down doin nothin
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then drop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then drop (aaww shit!)
Shake it like a dollar five or ten
But what would you do for 2a twenty twen
Get on the stage shake that ass then
Get on the pole do a back bend
I like that 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 in thongs in one club
The home of the fifth red bones and big butts
has been bitches splittin' all over the floor
Hornafy cant deny certified pro
On the poll upside down, (this shit for real)
Sixty-nine plenty time will pay a bill
At day she a clerk but night she turn (stripper)
Hey You
You know you been talking a lot of shit
Whispering in my ear
Making me feel all hot and bothered and shit
Making a motherfucker horny
You say you can fuck
Prove it
Look bitch
You dun talked a whole lot of shit
But wait 'til you see my dick
I ain't really fo' the talking game
You dun came in the room and started handling thangs
First start wit brain
Then i'ma beat the pussy up
Hit it from the back
And beat the pussy up
Girl why you fronting d
Doing all that running
Be yo ass still
Long dick coming
Now ride on the dick like you was dancing in the club
He really love attention
So show him some love
Now come up slow and just ride the head
Now drop down fast
Put it all in the air
Now turn ya ass around let me hit it from behind ya
Put big dick inside ya
I'ma hit it from the back while I'm pulling your hair
You climbing up the wall but I'm pulling your hair
Getting freaky than a motherfucking sweating
I'm all on you, you all on me
Fucking like dogs
Me and shawty off of the wall
And I like the way she play with the balls
Shawty I ain't holding nothing back at all
Ain't scared to put the mouth on the dick
She swallowed it
And she like it when a nigga be pulling her hair
Talking nasty to her ass while I'm pulling her hair
Now that I got you in the bed
I'm gon' pull yo hair
snatch yo ass up by the head
I'm gon' pull yo hair
(Pull my hair, Pull it hard)
(Pull my hair, Pull it tight)
(Pull my hair, Come on baby)
(Pull my hair)
(Fuck me daddy, Spank me daddy)
(Fuck me daddy, Spank me daddy)
(fuck me daddy, Spank me daddy)
(Fuck me... Shit)
Mmmmmm You like this
You wanna see what I have
Ay bitch
I'm talking to you
(So tell me what you want me to do)
Looka Hear
Drop down on all fours like a dog
Now I'm looking at yo ass 'fore I hit it
That pussy from the back
I'ma get it
I'm walking over to you wit the rubber
(Ohhhh)
Yo ass in trouble
(Is it up high enough)
I dun called yo bluff
Fuck you 'til you cry
(Uhhhhmmmm)
"You said I beat that pussy from the back so much that I hurt yo side
(uhhhh)
Yo ass shoulda been built for the war, fuck it,
and if you don't wanna wear yo tail you need to put it in ya ass and tuck it"
I whispered just to get ya in the bed
Now I'm finna pull yo hair on ya head
(Pull it)
Shouldn't have fucked wit me
Shoulda
If ya ass coulda ran you woulda
But you put that there aside
That's how my dick got between yo thighs
Now let's all ride
I got a 10 foot pole
That'll go in yo hole
Take yo soul
Make nut come out yo nose
Last call for alcohol!
Last call for alcohol!
You can do what the fuck you think, but it's time for your last drink.
If you ain't got it, you better get it.
You want another drink...
Yeah
What you want to drink?
I got money in my hand
I'm 'bout to walk up to her and I ain't playin'
This bitch gon' hear what I'm sayin'
'Cause when I'm payin', bitch, I'm the man
So bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Girl, you know you find this shit
Let's get together so we can fuck
Me and you, girl, let's just suck
Girl, you know you wanna fuck
Up on the man while the niggaz love to see the pussy pop
The plan is to get a couple a grand outta niggaz socks
But niggaz ain't tippin' fo nuthin'
So shut the fuck up and dance so I keep on struttin'
Big booty butt nigga hoe dance in the club
Nigga so good, got me wanna fuck
My dick hard then a motha fucka
(What you say?)
My dick hard then a motha fucka
Pokin' out my pants
Boy, I'm gon' tear that pussy up if I ever get the chance
Then grab that bitch with my motha fuckin' hand
The midnight hood don't be playin'
So you like it rough, well, come here then
You really love to fuck, well, come here then
Your wicked dance got me outta control
I just wanna see if you can bust it open
So bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Girl, you know you find this shit
Let's get together so we can fuck
Me and you, girl, let's just suck
Girl, you know you wanna fuck
Now I walk in the club got a thousand ones
Got your pretty bitch in the club, show me some
Damn, my dick hard then a motha fucker
(What you say?)
My dick hard then a motha fucker
Old school like tootsie
Roll on in the club and stroke that pussy
Bitches teach that mind all the time for the right dime
It'll blow your mind when you find what they do behind
Now there you hoes be showin' a nigga some love
Remind me of the movie 'The Players Club'
Hit the green light and ya ain't get in the building
All these hoes wanna show us they pussy
The class of the ass in the pussy line
I got a dick for trick, I got a treat for buyin'
That'll sweat the owner
Tell the customer, "Pie for sale and its sweet potato custard"
So bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Girl, you know you find this shit
Let's get together so we can fuck
Me and you, girl, let's just suck
Girl, you know you wanna fuck
Girl, you know you find this shit
Let's get together so we can fuck
Me and you, girl, let's just suck
Girl, you know you wanna fuck
I got a money in my hand
I'm 'bout to walk up to her and I ain't playin'
This bitch gon' hear what I'm sayin'
'Cause when I'm payin', bitch, I'm the man
So bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Bust it open, bust it open
Girl, you know you find this shit
Let's get together so we can fuck
Me and you, girl, let's just suck
Girl, you know you wanna fuck
Girl, you know you find this shit
Let's get together so we can fuck
Me and you, girl, let's just suck
women always talkin about what men do,
we dont never talk about what women do...
at least till now
c'mon
every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my ass
I’m tired of listening to you nag
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that girl alone
Now I’m stuck wit naggin'
This is for then fella’s who be mess round with them women
and you get your heart caught up in the mix
cause your love touch what’s up her dress
and never payed attention
cause you didn’t think the girl would start tripping
shawty flip the scripted
start saying all type of stuff out of her lips
and let me tell you what I cant stand
when a women play the role of a man
talking to a fellow like you got to hold his hand
treat me like a sped
like he lack to understand
I know you know I ain’t gone go for the short jacking all the time
talking to me out of line broad
truly you done lost your mind
you gone mess round and get me some time
every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my pants
got to listen to you nag
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that girl alone
Now I’m stuck in game
A lil more grip a lil less lip
before I pack my bag on you girl and dip
and a point of no return and you made it that way
buy the stuff that you say in and out everyday
hope you paying attention cause i got to mention
dissin me in front of your friends
trying to get a lil laugh in your crack in
I want to beat the **** in
hide behind your fake lil grin with your fake lil friend
use to then fake lil men
really ain’t no man but you like how he pretend
I’m going to keeping sipping my Hen and smoking my herbs
and I’m going to need a lot of grill cause of your nagging girl
the way you talking absurd
getting on my nerves
all in my ear about to make me hit the curve
every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my pants
got to listen to you nag
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that girl alone
Now I’m stuck in game
One day I got shot by cupid
this was when this relationship went stupid
we was talking on the phone to long
never act her age she was always gone
telling me you out with your friends
find out later on you with your other men
you ain't nothing but a dividend
say you cut, cut but you ain't getting nothing
that’s a shame and to hear its like this
and I ain’t got love for you trick
shoo fly don’ bother me
will i get back with her probably
then I thought about it I wont
do I really want you I don't
the headache i really don't want
so I’m going to leave her a lone
cause I can do bad on my on
that's why she gone
every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my pants
got to listen to you nag
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that girl alone
Now I’m stuck in game
Now, this isn’t a song disrespectin women,
This is a song that Ying Yang made
For every man that eva walk on God’s green Earth
Yo attitude stank sometime
So sit on that
Haaaaaaaaaaa
They dont know how far back that we go (we go)
From riding skates, to riding 24's
From off the block husttlin to rockin shows
we done seen many bumps in the road
But still we remain, still in the game
Never worry , about them haters, that will never change
And i put this on everything babe
I am my brother's keeper.
Listen D-roc, i know you dont think i care for ya, but at a drop of a dime i'll be there for ya, and anybody want to see us apart we need to get rid of
they ass man and thats from the heart. Pick em apart now that the ying yang twins got some ends, we seem to have plenty of friends. excuse me then friend,
let me borrow a stack and when tomorrow comes don't ask me to borrow it back. If they cant do that they dont contribute to the answer ? ? from the ?
serious as cancer. If i was jojo dancer i would do the same thang, not to let another man spark my flame. D-roc is the ying , Kain is the yang but without
the both of us we aint got a damn thang. Its me and my brother, my brother and me, all that you see on TV
United states of Atlanta its still me and my brother we done been through a lot but still kain i love ya. blood, sweat, and tears, good days and bad from
the time you make me laugh you made me mad. I still got cha back but imma take ya way back when we was sufferin just to get a nickle sack, scraping up
change trying to make 2 dollars or 3 to get some 99 cent hamburgers to eat and then ride thorough atlanta in yo raggedy car. back then we was some
underground superstars and these last 5 years we done put work in, now the whole world know of the ying yang twins. Even though we dont spend time at home
together, we hit the road and its like we never left each other. Now thats love. I love you til the day that i leave so its still my brother and me.
People of the world we must change our mind frame and stay away from the con and mind games. Its hard to maintain and stay sane at the same time, steady
working hard but you bareky gettin by trying to make a line between stress and peace and satan always gettin the best of me, my closest of kin, my best
friend, man we all in the struggle but you gotta remember im yo brother.
Listen people you need to start helping yo brother, helping yo sister, mama, daddy, children and all. Dont leave these babies out here all alone they
dont know whats going on. THey dont know right from wrong, so when you see yo brother give him a hug and a shoulder to lean on and dont leave him out here
Walkin' round' town like I'm lost, sittin' in da house like a log
Nigga had to find somethin' out, playa wanna shine das all
Don't help to twine wit' mine so small
Nigga nigga nigga nigga please, hataz all around me let a nigga breathe
What a nigga say at the slip of the lip?
Man fuck dat bitch need to quit, talk about a nigga like a hoe
What they wanna hate me fo?
When a nigga step through da doe' conversation get low
With these type of niggas I don't need no communication
Cuz' playahation das so irrelavent next motherfucker that hate
I'm thinkin' bout' writin' a letter to da president
Swimmin' in da land of da lost, nigga don't sleep too good
Nigga tired been all off from stress dat can will, would, should
Probably could make a nigga ass go insane
Stay smoked out all day mary jane, niggas be tryin' to make me
Strain, hataz wanna put a chain on my rang
Get a nigga mind off track and worry bout' you givin' my shit back
All ova hea need to stay ova dea, you got yo' own stay outta my hair
Niggas and bitches is both da same they lie, steal, cheat, fuck, suck,
Trick, and all dis then they in yo' face wit' dat I love shit
[Chorus]
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh (x2)
[Kaine]
Muthafuckas come around my face, mouf got a bad ass taste
Why the motherfuckers wanna hate?
Need to get out my way, let a motherfucker come through
Do wha tha fuck I gotta do, dis don't concern you
I'm tryin' to handle my business, get on da good foot
You need to jump on da band wagon and not stand backin'
Cuz' errbody tryin' to get rich, buy a new house and shit
Make our way out da hood, like everybody should
But you up to no good tryin' to bring a nigga down
Spreadin' lies around town nigga like a fu-ckin clown
It only make you look bad, errbody jokin' yo' ass
It just make me laugh, make a nigga move on, made me write dis song
Now I'm in the fuckin' zone, tha list goes on and on
But they say two wrongs dat don't make no right
It just make it worst, I addressed it first
That's why I wrote this verse, probably say da truth hurt
I'm bout' tired of dis shit, ya need to let da shit go
Quit actin' like a fuckin' hoe, yeah it's time to grow
If you do it will show
[Chorus]
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Fake booty, boot busta ass niggas all around me
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Hoes, hoes, hoes is all I see
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Won't chall get da fuck on and leave me alone
I'm ttiiirreedddd
Niggas get gone uh, bitches get gone uh (x4)
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I'm ttiiirreedddd
I hate hoes
I hate hoes
I hate hoes
Ooooooh
All these hoes is da muthafuckin same,
Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame,
Call yall out yall muthafuckin name,
Fuck yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
Forreal bitch, dont take the shit wrong
Thinkin im nice ill break ya jawbone
Get the fuck on
Leave me alone
Bitch you betta go on
See, yall hoes aint optimistic
Cockblockin bitches
U unproper bitches
What's tha problem bitches
U say ya nigga hurt ya feelins
Well, hoes done hurt mine
Not once, not twice,
But bitch all the time
So im a dog to a broad
Have em all cryin,
I done cried before,
That dont make me a hoe
That just show me where my feelins aint supposed to go
See, I got da magic stick ya dumb bitch
Other nigga u fuck wit, be on some punk shit
And imma show yall i dont need no help,
Just as soon as i loosen my belt
BITCH!
All these hoes is da muthafuckin same,
Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame,
Call yall out yall muthafuckin name,
Fuck yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I need a moment,
I cant stand bitches and hoes
Cause a bitch is a bitch and a hoe gon' hoe,
But a woman hold her own
She got her own home
She drive her own car
Buyin drinks at tha bar
Take a nigga out to eat
Take a nigga to da mall
Treat a nigga good
And wash a nigga draws
But bitches aint shit,
Always talkin shit
They wanna be tha shit
But is they shit? No
And hoes, they fuck off the god damn chain
Everything and everythang but dont take names
So das a nasty hoe and i cant do shit wit it
Please get out my face I dont need a case
Yeah, I love yall respectful women
Independent women
I takes em out all the time
But yall hit the baggage need to keep on trackin
I aint speakin I aint talkin to nothin
Cause
All these hoes is da muthafuckin same,
Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame,
Call yall out yall muthafuckin name,
Fuck yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
Just keep my name out ya mouth
Before ya find out how a down south hoe wil' out
You a hata, she a hata, three a hata, fo'
Everywhere i go i see some hatin ass hoes
Seven bell, jazze bell, never my ??
?? be hot because my deeper asophagus
Still they run up on me, smile, and phone me,
Laugh cuz soon as i turn my back they stab it
Learn to play fair
Stop tryin to care
Two hoes to one nigga,
Bitch, learn to share
Baby, you dead ass broke
For hatin on the rich chicks
See how i flow?
Bitch, put it on ya wish list
Two seater wit tha chill on
My baby daddy put tha grill on
Fixin to put tha heels on
Chrome spokes wit da low pros
And tha trunk funk blows up the cedar on the dashboard
All these hoes is da muthafuckin same,
Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame,
Call yall out yall muthafuckin name,
Fuck yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
This is the mens national anthem for this year
All yall real women,
Yall can sing this shit too
If u a hoe and u hate another hoe,
U can sing this shit too
If u a bitch and u hate and bitch,
U can sing this shit too
So everybody gon' sing this shit
I hate hoes, they hate me too
Do you know your ABC's? If you do, won't you sing with me? ( x2 )
A's for apple
B's for ball
Me and C the shocker, at the mall.
D came over in that
E class benz.
F started fightin' and wanna be friends.
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 world is what they saying
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playing
All around the world is what they saying
Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn
(Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn)
Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn
(Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn)
Took a pen and a paper and we spit on some game
And flip the script and got the world start screaming our names
Ying Yang in this thang and it's evident
(You don't really like us nigga)
You irrelevant
We brought hands to the game and we taking over
Mind control 'em like a hypnotic potion
Puff of smoke 'em, nigga, we don't bluff, we rolls 'em
Curve ya stomach, you vomit on tha rollercoaster
We been around the globe, done seen the world
Now we still make jingles fo tha boyz and girlz
And they like when a nigga say hahn
(Hahn)
Play a nigga song like hahn
(Hahn)
'Cause we keep coming wit tha shit ya like
I say you goddamn right, you goddamn right
Niggaz stay crunk like hahn
(Hahn)
Nigga off the chain like hahn Kane bring it back now
(Hahn)
Niggaz in the club like
(Hahn)
Bitches in the club like
(Hahn)
We roll on dubs like
(Hahn)
We straight throw it up like
(Hahn)
Go slow like
(Hahn)
Hit tha flo like
(Hahn)
Ho, drop that shit to tha flo like
(Hahn)
Pop it till ya can't no mo like
(Hahn)
Say them boyz is out of control
(Hahn)
We gon' crank this bitch till it flow
Say hahn
(Hahn)
If you feel it motherfuckers say hahn
(Hahn)
If you don't give a fuck say hahn
(Hahn)
Ain't no Kool-Aid in yo cup say hahn
(Hahn)
Drank this motherfucker up like hahn
(Hahn)
We gon' have a ball and party like it's Mardi Gra
Even if ya on the wall just clap ya hands
Ying Yang in this thang like hahn
(Sucky, sucky, sucky)
(Sucky, sucky, sucky)
(Sucky, sucky, sucky)
We was on Soul Train screaming hahn
(Hahn)
On 106 'nd Park screaming hahn
(Hahn)
We was on Spring Bling screaming hahn
(Hahn)
We was on the basement screaming hahn
(Hahn)
When we in yo city, we gon' scream hahn
(Hahn)
When you ain't wit us we still gon' scream hahn
(Hahn)
All these years we gon' scream hahn
(Hahn)
Even next year we still gon' scream hahn
(Hahn)
When we take the description of the song
Just 'cuz we make it a jingle that don't mean it's a get along
See we make it like this, so you can learn it quicker
And find out why we concerned wit niggaz
The twins and we quicker a lil' nigga
We quicker to drug nigga
We jump up on a stage and kill a nigga
They wishing that the crowds would feel 'em nigga
The way me and my mans and them nigga
The way me and my mans and them nigga
The way me and my mans and them nigga
The way me and my mans and them nigga
Scream hahn
(Hahn)
Till you can't no more, after that start stomping da flo
Kinda like you got da Holy Ghost, get crunk, start doing ya thang
Get up, start doing ya thang
(Hahn)
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playing
All around the world, is what they saying
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playing
All around the world, is what they saying
Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn
(Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn)
Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn
(Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn)
Ying Yang, we done done it again
Put it on da map like hahn
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playing
All around the world, is what they saying
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playing
All around the world, is what they saying
Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn
(Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn)
Hahn, hahn, hahn, hahn
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 bump
Y'all can't blow out the trunk
Y'all niggaz ain't crunk
Y'all niggaz ain't crunk
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
This here for my alcoholics
What's that drink Grey Goose they call it
A big ol glass wit a bird on the bottle
A nigga wanna get more drunker so he swallow
Back up, buy two Coronas
You'll tell an ugly bitch in tha club you want her
Gonna drink mo liquor than a drunk, get crunk
'Til a nigga breath smell like skunk
Drankin' everyday like gasoline in the car
You can find me at the bar
Or the liquor store
To get some mo Grey Goose so I can wet my throat
Walk up in the store, Grey Goose right there
How much that is? Let me get that there
Put yo middle finga up if you don't give a fuck
Tilt yo head back, now finish the cup
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
285 sip 75, 75, south on 75 to the turnpike
285 sip 75, 75, south on 75 to the turnpike
Take that trip to the bottom, bottom
Take that trip to the bottom, bottom
Just take that trip to the bottom, bottom
Take that trip to the bottom, bottom
Alcohol seepin' outta your pores
Smellin' like a liquor bearer steady talkin' to whores
Say that nigga so drunk, he'll fuck the floor
Fuck the floor, fuck the floor
When the day start a liquor in tank
That nigga can't get a bitch, it's like he ready to fight
But the goose got him loose so he don't give a fuck
He just whip it to the bar to get another cup
I drink Grey Goose, call me the ugly ducklin'
You ain't put in on this, you ain't drankin' nothin'
I drink by my goddamn self
Ima get drunk by my goddamn self
Turn up the bottle, drink it cowboy style
Sweatin' like a motherfucker buck ass wild
Put your middle finger up, if you don't give a fuck
Tilt ya head back, now finish the cup
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
G, gotta grab a bottle of that sheeit
R, right back at it with my click
E, everybody drunk then a motherfucker
Y, y'all stay drunk than a motherfucker
G, mean that ya gotta be grown
O, ya gotta put a cup on y'all
O, outrageously drunk
S, see I got somethin' in my cup
E, everybody gettin' fucked up
But buddy on tha floor torn up
Of that goose get ya loose
And known to fuck up a crew
Of that goose get ya loose
And known to fuck up a crew
If you give a fuck now
If you give a fuck now
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Ain't no Kool-Aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose, that Grey Goose
That Grey Goose
That Grey Goose
That Grey Goose
Shawty cruck on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy ocean
Let it row like a 18 wheeler
That hoe fine but this hoe a killer
She's naked she soak and wet
She's naked she soak and wet
Shake it like a saltshaker ( shake it like a saltshaker ) x2
[Verse 1: Kaine]
P poppin till you percolate
First booty on duty no time to wait
Make it work with your wet t-shirt
Bitch you gotta shake it till ya calf muscles hurt
Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankels
Jangel Jangel Jangel
Call that lil bitch bow jangel
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose for real
[Verse 2: D-Roc]
5 Dollars get your ass a table dance
If you got 10 then bring a friend
Hoe shake your ass to the song then
If you aint with it then well gone then
We aint no boys we grown men
If you aint gonna dance then don't then
Why you gonna waste a nigga song then
See your ass down doing nothin
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil Jon]
Face the wall shawty put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Face the wall shawty put your hand on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin wheel
Shake that shit this aint no motherfuckin drill
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin wheel
Shake that shit this aint no motherfuckin drill
Get crunk with it get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Get crunk with it get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Shake that ass real fast then Stop ( aaww shit )
Shake that ass real fast then Stop ( aaww shit )
Shake that ass real fast then Drop ( aaww shit )
Shake that ass real fast then Drop ( aaw shit )
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: D-Roc]
Shake it like a dollar 5 or 10
But what would you do for a twenty twin
Get on the stage shake that ass then
Get on the pole do a back bend
I like that do it again
Heres another 10 bitch do it again
Work like a game that you playin to win
Make that pussy fart for the Ying Yang Twins
[Verse 5: Kaine]
16 bitches in thongs in 1 club
The home of the fifth red bones and big butts
Has bitches spittin all over the floor
Hornafy can't deny certified pro
On the poll upside down ( THIS SHIT FOR REAL)
Sixty-nine plenty time will pay a ( BILL )
At day she a clerk but a night she turn ( STRIPPER )
I had a partner named Courtney
Dead, pulled by a van, blood gone from his head
I had another partner named Terry
Dead, he tried to flee the scene before they hit 'em wit the left
My grandma always said
When it rains it pours
So they're dying like flies
Got me kinda scared to go outdoors
I had a cousin named Ant
Dead, they say the young man only died by the head
The streets all we got it
Boys gon' be boys, me in ya hype
Teach your son to like guns with toys
Now what we supposed to do
When you know you gotta get ya kid enrolled in school?
So you start hanging 'round with the local crew
Have a smoke or two
Start kicking 'em a joke or two
Tell me what the parent's supposed to do?
Go tell momma
(Go tell momma)
To go ask daddy
(To go ask daddy)
That since when was the last time
We were a family
Like we supposed to be
Brothas and sistas
(Brothas and sistas)
Achi cousins I love you
(Achi cousins I love you)
And sometimes we as family
We don't do what we supposed to
So I say
Family, yeah, family
Family, yeah
1979 that's when my momma had me
2006, her oldest son is a daddy
Check it, I got two daughters of my own
They say I degrade women
But they degrade they self
They didn't have help, growing up
She had a dead beat momma
And a dead beat dad
She go and shake, shakes quick in the club
Drop it like it's hot
I tell my kids what to do
And what to do not
I'm a grown and
I gotta feed my kids
So I teach them the right
And wrong way to live
If you feel bad
You need to stop shaking, shaking
And your parents won't be so mad
Might smile at you
If you keep shaking your *** in the club
Ying Yang gon' show you love
Listen, I keep stressing to my daughters stay in school
Learn all you can, yes, I'm a real family man
Go tell momma
(Go tell momma)
To go ask daddy
(To go ask daddy)
That since when was the last time
We were a family
Like we supposed to be, family
Brothas and sistas
(Brothas and sistas)
Achi cousins I love you
(Achi cousins I love you)
And sometimes we as family
We don't do what we supposed to
So I say
Family, yeah, family
Family, yeah
Check this out
I wanna break the music down for a minute
I wanna say something to us
You know I say us 'cause we are a people
We all are equal
If you love your sister, your brother
Your father, your mother
Clap yo' hands
Clap yo' hands
Clap yo' hands
Clap yo' hands
Family, family
Family, family, family
Go tell momma
(Go tell momma)
To go ask daddy
(To go ask daddy)
That since when was the last time
We were a family
Like we supposed to be
Brothas and sistas
(Brothas and sistas)
Achi cousins I love you
(Achi cousins I love you)
And sometimes we as family
We don't do what we supposed to
So I say
Family, family
See, why a nigga make a mothafuckin song like this, cuz mothafuckas always off in a niggas ear, like a nigga dont do shit, bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla wop wo wop wop wop. all you do is mothafuckin nag, stay off my niggas dick like a tick bitch you irritate a nigga like an itch, this is why a nigga wants to tell yall, get off my dick and my nuts, BIITCH!
[Verse]
some of yall ?
here its big game
put ya name in shame
its yo fuckin bling
sure dont make a mothafuckin punk raw ???
you thinkin with ya brain
ya thinkin with ya dingaling
lost in the sauce
??????
had a bad bitch and a grill but ya lost
washed up now
still lookin up
no ??? cant pay yo dues so you gotta blow
flow
some like war
gotta think hard
gotta be a little smart
cant be ???
with all that vulgar destruction
gets ya blood rushin
make a nigga wanna bad ???
one roundabout knocked out
call it a brick
??????
cant hold with a brawler bitch
these niggas is raw
we got the hooks upside ya jaw
[chorus]
yall hoes get off my duts (AHH)
yall hoes get off my duts (AHH)
yall hoes get off my duts (whats yo duts?)
ma dick and my nuts
yall niggas get off my duts (AHH)
punk niggas get off my duts (AHH)
punk niggas get off my duts (whats yo duts?)
ma dick and my nuts
[outro]
hey king, bump that shit man, this collipark music, fuck all these hoes and these niggas
check this out, dont even worry bout it, matter of fact, we gonna let dj science rip they ass, check it out
Ying Yang, Wycelf, Collipark, let's go
She fine, she fine
She heals, she mine
Black Barbie, I'm Ken
She got hundred men and boostin', yeah
I ain't really tryin' to let you in
But you could spend your Benjamins
You can make no mistake if thinkin' she your friend
This is all about dividends
Wait she like to play games
And she don't care who she play wit
She do what she do
And she gon' get what she gon' get
She hit the club
And she gon' make her money quick
Shake *** down the pole
And make believe the normal beat
I like the way, the way she dance
She take the thug put them in a trance
She shake the, shake the, like an avalanche
Look into her eyes and you takin' a chance
I see the fire in her eyes, fire in her eyes
The way she moves, she got the fire in her eyes
Fire on her waist, fire in her thighs
I love the scandal
She's so dangerous
(Dangerous)
She's so dangerous
(Dangerous)
She's so scandalous
(Scandalous)
I love the scandal, had me sing
Whao, hear she comes
Watch out boy, she'll chew you up
She's dangerous
(Dangerous)
Dangerous
(Dangerous)
I love the scandal
We left school, shawty gon' make me spend all my years
When I leave I'ma tell my friend and we both comin' back again
And I'm lookin' for that girl that danced for me the last time
Shawty, get crunk, so I'ma get her to dance for me one more time
Thick and chalkin', word that, monkey
Pack that money, boy she want it
All that body, they gon' pay her
Shawty, 'bout worry, so we can play her
Dangerous, that girl, scandalous
And the world of girls, boys, where they hang with us
She's so dangerous
(Dangerous)
She's so dangerous
(Dangerous)
She's so scandalous
(Scandalous)
I love the scandal, had me sing
Whoa, hear she comes
Watch out boy, she'll chew you up
She's dangerous
(Dangerous)
She's dangerous
(Dangerous)
I love the scandal
You call your momma, lemme see you move
Dirty dancin' all in the nude
Get crunkish *** she 'bout 5 to 6
So I spend the money to see it
I love them girls that bellydance
Drop it down low, then they shake that ***
Like whoa, shawty, look like her ma
Remind me of a Coke Cola bottle
She a bad problem with her mind on the riches
So bad, she pimp him
All about that mighty dolla, yeah
You ain't talkin', pretty boy, she ain't gon' holla
745, she gon' get it
Big ol' house, she'll get it
Tell 'em why she already did it
Oh, boy, alright, rotate about this
Whoa black baby, ram a lam
Whoa black baby, ram a lam
Whoa black baby, ram a lam
Whoa black baby, ram a lam
Yeah, black baby, ram a lam
Yeah, black baby, ram a lam
Yeah, black baby, ram a lam
Yeah, black baby, ram a lam
Wow black baby, ram a lam
Wow black baby, ram a lam
Wow black baby, ram a lam
You got a one way ticket to hell,
Smack dab in the middle of the ATL,
And aww, I dont wanna hustle no more but the streets wont let me go,
All my niggaz say,
Zone 1 (right here), Zone 2 (right here), Zone 3 Zone 4 (right here), Zone 5 and 6, but thats it.
For a nigga with a dream,
Atlanta is the city,
And they make it so seem,
But ride through the city,
And The Streets aint clean,
All I see is drug deals, big wheels and feinds,
But any way they took East Atlanta back,(?)
Throw Atlanta Down,
Turned little Vietnam to a white folks town,
And fo, I forget to say you should have been fixture streets by MLK,
I aint talkin about the dope,
In talking about the raggedy road,
Niggas crack they rims riding over potholes,
But thats how it goes,
When you stuck fuck outta luck and lost in the ghetto's.
You got a one way ticket to hell,
Smack dab in the middle of the ATL,
And aww, I dont wanna hustle no more but the streets wont let me go,
All my niggaz say,
Zone 1 (right here), Zone 2 (right here), Zone 3 Zone 4 (right here), Zone 5 and 6, but thats it.
They talking ATL, Atlanta Georgia,
We the shit,
We talking Holy Feild you know that nigga named Michael Vick
They called me mamma boy but now they call me drummer boy,
They talking jet skiis, I had that shit last summer boy,
Charles is gone, Cher is show case,
5 5 9 night life (they had it goin on),
Back then Shawty D was gone,
Flat heat right here was on,
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,
I know when kids rockin(?) used to beat the block, I lived in a little house boy,
And the block party would never stop, I remember when G-Lyfe was when I had that little jelly bean,
I remember them East 30 Cadilacs and
Cut Supreme,(?) I built the school and shot Marvin thats what I did,
I remember the curfues what we used to get(?).
You got a one way ticket to hell,
Smack dab in the middle of the ATL,
And aww, I dont wanna hustle no more but the streets wont let me go,
All my niggaz say,
Zone 1 (right here), Zone 2 (right here), Zone 3 Zone 4 (right here), Zone 5 and 6, but thats it.
A parking lot Alley niggaz thinkin again,
When you speeking bout' Atlanta mention Ying Yang Twins,
There born and raised,
God done made it hard for us,
Cause y'all outta towners came here and fucked shit up,
But y'all cant fuck with us, cause as soon as shit start goin on you leave Atlanta and go right back home,
And thats the pussy mother fucker,
Ya heard me motherfucker, bring off in there mouth (?) ATL-ANTA,
Stop asking me cause that why I stay, if you can spell,
Thats Atlant motherfucker, ya heard me mother fucker,
So dont ask me again,
Cause I aint saying it again,
Let me ask you do you remember jelly bean Cherri Show Case Club sense in tha game,
Lemme tell you about some ghettos,
Inglewood East Lameadows(?) ATL.
You got a one way ticket to hell,
Smack dab in the middle of the ATL,
And aww, I dont wanna hustle no more but the streets wont let me go,
All my niggaz say,
Shake-a shake-a
When she skaking that big cabous.
Got your ass crunk and they about to pop loose
All them tricks that these girls do.
And they go-
Take it to the front while your shaking your back,
Here we go lil mama let me see you work that.
Take it to the front while your shaking your back,
Here we go lil mama, here we go lil mama
I spent my money while your poping that front and bouncing that ass
Doin what they gotta do to get that cash.
She a money maker,
So she get dat cheese,
Shake it like a tamborine
Just like he-
Make it rain like Fat Joe
If he aint kiddin
What cha looking at a mikey fo
She wont go but...
She'll show ya what to do with it.
But she wide open watch her get loose with it.
And you'll hear her-
Shaking her booty while doing it
Look like she ride
The more money she get
So you comming back all the time
You spending your money cause the girl is fine
You wanna see a girl get low,
Drop that nugget down to the floor
So indeed she with it
But baby lean lil mama
I got-a doll-a doll-a bill
(Chorus)
Shake-a shake-a
When she skaking that big cabous.
Got your ass crunk and they about to pop loose
All them tricks that these girls do.
And they go-
Take it to the front while your shaking your back,
Here we go lil mama let me see you work that.
Take it to the front while your shaking your back,
Here we go lil mama, here we go lil mama
Hey girl-ll,
Stop talking so sleak,
You gotta come over here and get it in quick
Drop that booty to the floor
I make it rain money quick,
I can chain, I can rip.
Girl you know you got the wheels.
I got the dome like buffy,
And she had a white beetle.
In the club, moving fast like a cheetah
Whisper in my ear, drop down on the rim
I'm a beetle.
"Go down", Hell nah
Half way I'll meet yah
Tell yah stomach, I
Got a bag of ticks I'll treat yah
Different colors in my chain, oo
Count thing
People hatin on the count but they won't swing
Stripe clubs ain't nothing but a G' thang
G strings I'll be in and out the chevy man,
I'll be on your body,
Il be register in cities seeing pretty
Bend over touch your toes and get loose with it,
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy with a new town click.
She fine, she thick, she's always on her shit
She fine, she thick, she's always on her shit, "her shit"
Look, beat her, bang her, wang her,
Shorty, shorty, looking like a glacier
Oh man! hunnie bake, don't bake no shake,
Make them home-girls wait,
This ain't amature nite,
You better get yourself home if your shit aint tight.
Cool bag of ice, I can
Tell them girls want you,
Look at me, and your time is threw.
This is aint get it back,
Your a little kitty-cat, get it back
Cause you can't get it, where we get it at
Young girls need to stay in the young lane,
So when they wrong, they don't do the wrong thing.
Aint no wrong thing when you in the strip club,
You have to share if ya want it to girl,
Hey this came in the ghetto place!
Oo-oo-oo
Leader's strum aloud,
(Chorus)
Shake-a shake-a
When she skaking that big cabous.
Got your ass crunk and they about to pop loose
All them tricks that these girls do.
And they go-
Take it to the front while your shaking your back,
Here we go lil mama let me see you work that.
Take it to the front while your shaking your back,
Here we go lil mama, here we go lil mama
(Chorus)
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy with a new town click.
She fine, she thick, she's always on her shit
She fine, she thick, she's always on her shit, "her shit"
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy with a new town click.
She fine, she thick, she's always on her shit
Yeah okay
It's about to go down in this muthafucka tonight
Real niggas put your muthafuckin' middle finger up
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
I burn and bang like some bullet-wounds
So when you step in my path, nigga you meet your doom
I'm smackin' bitches with gloves, I ain't no paper thug
This shit is real from jump, so if you wanna thump
Go play your cards my nigga, and we can get it started
You pulled your gat now bitch, let's see who coward-hearted
Pussy-perpetrators be poppin' off, I think they dick-sucker
But Ying Yang in this thang, we run this muthafucka
A T L nucca
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Yeah, y'all already know what time it is
PT representin' with them Ying Yang boys
Make some noise baby, 'cause it's D S G B
Y'all already know
Ying-Yang, everythang I got, I own
Pastor nigga, down to my fuckin' chrome
As long as I'm here, pussy-nigga, it's gonna be a long year
No fear, I have none, why the fuck have fear? I got a gun
And if you run I'm a buss you in your back
And leave your ass where you're at, like that
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Muthafuckas gonna' feel lost, y'all know that we back on
Nigga didn't thing we'd do it again
But the round we comin' with too strong
So you need me to hold your lip bitch
Or find your ass in some bullshit
Some down south shit you cant fuck with
So I know you ain't ready for a nigga to click
Better move bitch, 'cause niggas ain't playin'
Ain't no more play in G A, A T L where I stay
So then you better make way
'Cause if a nigga didn't know
We keep on comin' with hits
We got Little John, the Eastside Boys
And Pastor Troy in this bitch
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Ah, now look, this the Ying Yang twins right
And we done collabed with Little John
And them Eastside Boys and Pastor Troy
To let y'all know we ain't no one hitter quitters
Fuck all y'all bullshitters
Hope I don't bomb you from the ass and
Wrap the gag and start blastin'
Ain't gonna ask no questions, have you lyin' there dyin'
Cryin' and bleedin', see you later, I'm leavin'
Onto the mist to the midnight creepin'
Now you're eternally sleepin'
From the A T L we gonna' ride out
Headed to the underground hideout
We still gonna' buss them slugs out
'Cause where I'm from, we thugged out
Keep it real for the nigga that didn't know
Keep it real for the nigga that slang dope
If you got it then buss your fo' fo'
Where you from nigga? A T L, ho
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
You just a bitch, my nigga
Don't wanna fuck wit' us niggas
We click-click on a nigga
We ain't scared of you nigga
Fuck them mutha fuckin niggaz and them hoes
And them niggaz that be talkin that smack
Act on those pussy muthafuckaz or those hoes'll
Put this trouble on your nutsac
Pack, let a nigga know nigga know do you wanna go that far with us
Do you wanna go to war with us
Do you really thank that you gonna stop a, top a, drop a, NO
With a nigga in tha street (?) heapin at me, he a true city thug
Yeah, ha nigga what? When you trapped in a cut, ain't nobody showin no love
Hoes lookin for a he'll hold to clapped, cuz bitch you already some
If you lookin for a shell to hide behind that mean you (?) from a punk, BITCH!
Chorus: 2x
A! A! A! A!
Nigga what da fuck, nigga whatcha say, ha
A! A! A! A!
Nigga what da fuck, nigga whatcha say, ha
A! A! A! A!
Nigga what da fuck, nigga whatcha say, ha
A! A! A! A!
Do you know the price you pay
[D-Roc]
You lay down low for hoes
Get that mat out your nose
You heard the same story told
From beginnin to old
I give a fuck no mo', bitch 'bout the cheese
Hangin round a nigga cuz he drinkin and smokin weed
Ridin on them D'z
Thugs ride clean
Mo' gone mean,
Just many peepin out that scene, gotta make that money man
So I'm headin to the trap
First hit the Micky D'z, dropped da crib to take a nap
Nigga! Nigga! Nigga!
Chorus: 2x
[China Dog]
You flip the script
I'm gonna kick the shit, for all of my thugs(echo)
Ask me was up, what you got on the dub, but I have no love for scrub(echo)
I gotta get mine, so I grab so Hennessy some weed so I can get crunk
If I get and itchy finger on my finger on da trig-
I'ma put this nig- in da trunk
Don't waste no time, this killa be kill, I ain't fin to die by this shit
Don't waste no time, just walk up to em, squeeze, and lets get what I need
Drag the body in the creek getta burn rubber cuz I gotta fleed the scene
No time to go to jail for a murder case all the thugs,
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 (?) still runnin' up at the (?)
Some of these niggaz be perpetratin'
On the side-lines, instigatin
Nigga like me be concetrate, quick to start regulate
Grab yo' shit, ya gon' get killed, times up anyway
Fuckin wit the Ying Yang Twins don't you know the price you pay
Obviously you don't cuz you still wanna run ya mouth
When you hear that A!(echo) we tell em bout that dirty south
23 hour lockdown
Where they treat you like a ho
Slide you a plate up under the door
Nigga have to shit in the middle of the floor
Prison ain't a place that we need to go
So 'til they free Pimp C
I'ma leave up to U G O K K K
To keep it street
This one here for the street
This one here for the street
Life can be so hard
Shit can hurt so bad
Always have you sayin'
Constantly making you mad (Say Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!)
Life can be so hard (Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!)
Shit can hurt so bad (Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!)
Always have you sayin (Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!)
Constantly making you mad
In a lil bitty room where there ain't no light
Thinkin bout this is the wrong and the right
The dark and the light, the strong and the weak
Your conscious askin you trying to get you sanity
You gotta hold your ground
Can let it ??? Your friends in the heatership
While they always dip
Left you by yourself stuck up fucked up
Behind them bars, the times is hard
Thought you was smart
Now you losing
Jumping around the room giving yourself febreezy
Trying all types of suicidal tactics
The people walk in and put you in strait jacket
Until they free Pimp C
I'ma leave it up to U G O K K K
To keep it street
That's why me and my brother
Got Bun B to bounce wit us on this beat
23 hours lockdown in a cell
Can drive a nigga crazy as hell
Looking at four walls
Can do nothing at all
Got you feeling like a dog in a cage
A monkey on the rage
And the guard I wanna spit in your face
Take the privilege away
But keep your head up son be brave
Don't let the worries of jail bring you down keep a focus head
And gain more knowledge instead
I know it's not where you wanna be
But take it from me I know everybody love to be free
So god dammit free Pimp C
I know he ready to hit the street
And jumb back to makin beats
And I know that nigga miss Bun B
So we gon keep it on the G
That's comin for my brother and me
And we gon be here when you hit the streets
We waiting on the date that they free Pimp C
D-Roc let me put something on your brain
How would you feel if they locked up Kane?
Kane how would you feel if they locked up D?
Well that's what the fuck happened to me
With Pimp C, my right hand
My best friend
My ace boom coom, man we closer than ken
We've been on the grind, holdin it down
Till he got caught up in some bullshit, that got him some time
Almost lost my mind, started drinkin a fifth a day
Couldn't understand why they was takin a pimp away (Why?)
We right on the edge, we bout to blow
?? Need to go
Sittin in the cell watchin time go pass
Lookin at your kids and your momma through a glass
If I could turn back time I would of told him keep the glock down
Get used in the club steal, get naked for a dollar bill,
Mess up in the club when I lead, showing the pussy is the most deal.
And work the pole like a work sheet, climb to the top like a more thief,
Slap down peppers need free beer, land on a pitch you say every city in vain.
Big, big, slap the pussy,
Money don't hold in the pocket, pussy,
Cold palmers getting off the pussy,
'Cause the grownups don't got the pussy,
See us nigger bitches gonna pop the pussy,
Bring it in and follow as you can't look, don't care.
Called hard mayhem, rolling, and the way she roll boy, stay in.
I got hustlers, she got a two piece on,
Ride for the top, she got a two piece on,
Ride for the top, she got a two piece on,
Real nigger bitches, we only get high.
We are riding with you, I hope to see you get naked,
The people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Say people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Say people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Take your clothes off.
Fat low bar, take your charm,
Shawty got a chrome, sound like a dog,
Groan, groan, groan, crank it,
Big booty bitches in a booty crew crank it.
Take that, honey, make that money,
Break them coming, skip them all coming,
They like the way she rocking with it,
Damn, on my body, get them talking with it.
But who that bitch and what she throwing about me
You ain't turn around 'cause they hit all bad with it.
She moves her ass like a motor in her back.
I like it, I pull a lot of couple in a statch.
You got a nice round ass and is bouncing in the zone,
Get in crank to zero she really is in her own zone,
With no clothes on, that's a sign of preceed,
Go check it out for yourself, don't you listen to me.
I got hustlers, she got a two piece on,
Ride for the top, she got a two piece on,
Ride for the top, she got a two piece on,
Real nigger bitches, we only get high.
We are riding with you, I hope to see you get naked,
The people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Say people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Say people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Take your clothes off.
Now we know what you're about it push the pussy wide open,
Rub it to the flow and shake your ass in slow motion,
From the right to the left, the left to the right,
Bring it up slow from the left to the right.
Now let your booty roll as you do it before,
Stay and fuck you, you have no control,
As the wheel gonna get her, booty club get her,
You can find hot dancers before the big spinner.
Five team, they on me, yay, yay, let them all lay you,
Gonna get caught, hoes get drunk when them hoes get drunk and the bitch don't come
Take that shit off, take that shit off
Say take that shit off, take your motherfucker clothes off.
I got hustlers, she got a two piece on,
Ride for the top, she got a two piece on,
Ride for the top, she got a two piece on,
Real nigger bitches, we only get high.
We are riding with you, I hope to see you get naked,
The people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Say people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Say people hop it and shake it, we wanna see you get naked,
Take your clothes off.
Yep, she getting freaky on the pole.
Yep, she getting freaky on the pole.
Miami, hey, hey, hey
Boom, it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo dome
Boom, bitch what's happnin'?
(What?)
Boom, bitch what'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'?
Half step pussy ass nigga, why you lookin' at a nigga
Like you wanna run one wit' me? I got my big gun wit' me
Don't feel like doofin', I feel like shootin', fool
And I don't like your attitude, you do shit, that dem hoes on a rag'll do
Ol' faggot, you better watch yo mouth
Fo' I be in front yo house, when yo ass come out
Ol' bitch ass, hold another nigga dick ass, switch ass nigga
Keep lookin' at a nigga like he gonna tell somethin'
I'll fuck around and kill ya
So now that you set you ready, yo
If this shit get silly I'm lettin' it go
Front scrito in the front seat
You ever come my way, it's gon' be gun play
Hey, I ride wit' a AK, get high and spit fire out the AK
Okay, let a nigga play and watch T-Double-D
Knock ya ass of the free seat
All my Dade County Chevy boys
Who drive candy toys and tot guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before
Boom, it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo dome
Boom, bitch what's happnin'?
(What?)
Boom, bitch what'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 and the T-Double-D
We in this motherfucker crunk in this motherfucker
And our niggaz wit' a Miami boy
And I still like to play wit' my Tonka toy
I'm a Toys R Us kid, yes I is
You can't be serious, yes I is
You think I'm playin' then ask my brother
You still don't believe me then ask my mother
Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun
Have fun wit' my gun, have sex wit' my gun
And I don't put a motherfucker out for fun
'Cause I ain't finna get ya ass tryin' to run
I'ma bust one time, bust two times
And the third time yo ass is mine
Go down for the count, ?He can't get up?
Damn, he fell and he can't get up
Boom, it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo dome
Boom, bitch what's happnin'?
(What?)
Boom, bitch what'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'?
You a soft mothafucka, kind of fag mothafucka
If you mad 'cause you like it never had mothafucka
Fuck yo ass mothafucka, that's the past mothafucka
And I know the fact make ya mad mothafucka
It is what I thought nigga think it ain't
For real, you lame and we off the chain
And the T-Double-D, we bolo
Fuck hoes, nigga ride by my dolo
Get the keys to my car and I jump in
Hit the liquor store, buy my cigars and gin
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for a lil' itty bitty pretty that could hold a sin
We smokin' and ridin'
Don't tell nobody, be quiet
Might cut it, lil' butt it
Can't let this shit get ugly
Boom, it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo dome
Boom, bitch what's happnin'?
(What?)
Boom, bitch what'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'?
Hey, hey, hey
Oh my God, from the south to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins beatin' ass
Collipark Music Incorporated, this the next level right here
It's that crunk party, all these niggaz doin' this crunk music
We crunk party nigga, be original wit' it
Remix, Free
Remix, Busa Bus
Missy,
Lil Scrappy lets go
Hey Shorty,
I like the way u ass it up,
Im only whisperin cuz im just tryin to fuck,
Ooh Gohead move that ass,
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants,
I can tell u a freak
By the way that u dance,
Yeah a tripple A man
Ima Grown Man You heard me
You fuckin with a grown man,
Hold your legs up baby
Scream my name like a fan,
Shhh You aint got nutin to say
Hol on Lil Baby its oh kkk,
Ahh Some Say Im Wrong for fuckin a nigga bitch,
The same niggas that do the same shit,
Suck my dick quick,
Getin it rich quick,
Take this good ass thuggin and help the nice dick,
Im icey lik Gouchie,
Im bussin a oussie,
Go On in the pussy I dont fuck wit the booty,
When im in the bed still carrey my tooly
Do the Paris Hilton and make a porno movie
Im groovy, like muthafuckin Austin,
Look at all the D bras and draws as im droppin
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Yo Free
Hey how ya doing little dirty
Let me whisper in ya ear
Tell ya some shyt you might like to hear
Got a nice little pu$$y
And my ass poke out
Automatically, I can ride a dick, no doubt
I'm known for getting all the haters mad
I can go slow but go crazy fast
I give amazing head
Backside a lil softer than a baby's ass
Now that's wild soft
I'll let a rich n!gga hit it on his golf course
I got a young dude open, that was my fault
I let him see me in my bra 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
And this what he told me
He said
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Bussa Buss Baby
Let me holla at ya Shorty
Before I put my cup on yo ass,
You lookin I could park my truck on yo ass,
Shorty you should go ahead and clap that shit,
With yo big ass makin me wanna slap that shit,
You know what jump in my ride and lets slide,
Ima beat up the puddy and cook it with a fish filet fry,
Now its time to make you open wide,
Like A diamond fuck like you aint got no pride,
I love it hard,
I take you and alana outside,
Fuck u off the edge of the bed landslide, dats right,
The way u freaky I wanna hangglide,
All on ur edge you tryin to give me head in my Roush,
Shhh, Wait, chill, shhh, quiet,
Let me finish tellin u wats goin on, okay,
The way u like to do it we can fuck to the song and Ima beat the pussy up till its time to get gone,
And before I can end, wat I was sayin she was tryin to put me onto to her friend,
I told her bring her,
Im warning you I once that said,
Wait til the both of you see my dick.
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
When I get up on the track ima talk a lot a shit,
Been a around the world I been seen plenty dicks,
Small ones, medium, grande baby,
One minute, two minute, no way baby,
Eat the nookie up, or eat the cookie,
I put the sugar on his tounge and that a shut em up,
I take my clothes down like its goin down, like a show down,
Show him I can go for 12 rounds on the cold ground,
Hey nigga let me slow it down,
Like a striper on the pole I can role it round,
Now who that there wanna tear da nookie up,
You betta pull out ya cash and put more then 50 up,
Cuz this here chick aint gonna let u beat it up, you betta pull out ya cash and more then 50 up,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Get on the floor and do the twurkulator
ITS TIIIME
Im given ya five seconds to get your big booty ass on the floor
And do that brand new dance that Ying Yang now came back with
Twurk somethin come here!
(Twurk somethin come here!)
ITS TIIIME
The dance is called the twurkulator
So put your booty on duty and represent for the rent
Cuz ying yang is dealin this thang
AND WE AINT GOIN NOWHERE!
This shit fo the twurkulators
This shit fo the twurkulators
This shit fo the twurkulators
This shit fo the twurkulators
(Hook)
It fo the freaky ass hoes who like to fuck
Get it put in the butt all that freaky stuff
And like to ride a dick from the floor to the table
Get on the floor and do the twurkulator
Shorty down and get drunk or she'll drink a
If her mama knew she was crunk she'll spank her
Shorty down and get bread fuck it nigga shakin in the club
That's what i said
Everything is a reason
We lose and have dues it's all season
U gotta be down for the cause when you come up out of them draws
Don't be pullin em off at the job
Shorty light in the club cuz she like to dance
Gettin freaky on the floor doin the three point stance
And she got a fat monkey down in her pants
She a hata like digga gimmie one more chance
And she like gettin freaky like a fuck bitch
The way she twurk i bet ya she could ride a good dick
If u like what im sayin u gotta be able to get on the floor and do the twurkulator
This shit fo the twurkulators
This shit fo the twurkulators
This shit fo the twurkulators
This shit fo the twurkulators
(Hook)
It fo the freaky ass hoes who like to fuck
Get it put in the butt all that freaky stuff
I sit and wait does an angel contemplate my fate and do they know the places were we go when we're grey and old 'cause ive been told that salvation lets their wings unfold
so when i'm lying in my bed through my head and i feel that loveis dead i'm loving angels insted
chorus:
and through it all he offrs me protection, a lot of love and affection
whether i'm right or wrong and down the waterfall wherever it may take me i know that life won't break me when i come to call he won't for sake me i'm loving angels insted
when i'm feeling weak and my pain walks down a one way street l look above and i know i'll always be blessed with love and as the feeling
grows he breathes flesh to my bones and when love is dead i'm loving angels insted
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 understand, bitch I'm a man (Man!)
And I mean it from the heart
I just hate it when you make your lips part
All you do is (nag, nag, nag)
Make a nigga (mad, mad, mad)
Gotta smoke me a (bag, bag, bag)
To keep from kickin yo' (ass, ass, ass)
I need mo' weed
Just to smoke, so I can calm my nerves
Say I need, mo' weed
Just to smoke, so I can calm my nerves
Yaeey!
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up! turn me up!
Yo! turn me up, turn me up! up some more!
Up - up some more! Up - up some more!
Yeah, up up some more!
[Verse - Pharrell Williams]
I walk in the club so dashin, in the latest BBC fashion
The light from the strip club flashing
Keep the sparkle in my ear rings dancing
We're hundred G makers till they cremate us
Skateboard P in the lime green gators
White chinchilla, million dollar neck glitter
Yeah I got security, see that gorilla
When you got money, it's hard to hide it
Took my hand out my pocket and watched her eyes get
Big, took a million to supersize it
All the bitches saying 'Heyyy' like my name was Issac
Why you put me on blast like that?
Shit why you shaking wit an ass like that?
Besides I wasn't really trying to smash like that
I got a girl - bitch I ain't fast like that
This Miami, time's wasting, bet that bass line keep you shaking
Look, end of the night all my niggas is waiting
Uh uh, not me ma, told ya I'm taken
[Chorus - Pharrell Williams & (Lil Jon)]
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer!
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Yeah - uh! uh! some more
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer!
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Hold it!! Yeah - uh! uh! some more
[Verse - Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz]
I said ain't nothing but tutti fruity
Get on the floor if ya got that booty
Shake what ya momma gave ya, shake what ya momma gave ya
I said ain't nothing but tutti fruity
Get on the floor if ya got that booty
Shake what ya momma gave ya, shake what ya momma gave ya
Dance, too much booty in your pants
Dance, too much booty in your pants
I said dance, too much booty in your pants
Dance, too much booty in your pants
Well shake that ass bitch and let me see what ya got
Well shake that ass bitch and let me see what ya got
Hey! hey! hey! I said shake it, don't break it
It took ya momma 9 months to make it
I say shake it, dont' break it
It took ya momma 9 months to make it
Well scrub the ground, scrub the ground, scrub the ground
[Pharrell] Hold it! (okay)
[Bridge - Pharrell Williams]
Hey! She really likes to party
She really likes to dance
She really likes to dance, dance, dance..
[Verse - D-Roc]
I like a fine ass bitch, a down ass bitch
A money getting bitch, I love that shit
Cause she danced in the club, and yes she gon call
If you got a little money she taking her clothes off
She dance like a muhfucking dance machine
Taking her ass to the beat for me
Nigga ain't spending more money than a lil bit
But I really love that shit, I love that shit!
[Verse - Kaine]
Yeah! thick bitch wit a drive to fuck
Get her off in the truck and she bound to suck
The ho love to bump, she don't like knee pads
She scrub em up, her legs that is
Fat puddy cat wit a head that's trill
The type of bitch have a nigga not paying bills
Fo reeeaaalll.. by our God damn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help
[Chorus - Pharrell Williams & (Lil Jon)]
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer!
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Yeah - uh! uh! some more
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer!
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Hold it!! Yeah - uh! uh! some more
[Bridge]
[Outro - Lil Jon]
Dance! DANCE!! OHHH!!!
I like the way you dance girl
Just bring that shit over and dance on a nigga like me
Keep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!
Shaking that thang girl, popping that thang girl
Keep shaking that thang girl! keep popping that thang girl
Keep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!
Keep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!
Keep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!
Oh My God
It's bout to go down.
Diss ya boy Mr. Collipark,
and we bout to crank this one up like we used to do those old JT mixed tapes.
This the U.S.A (Still United) LP, you know what I mean. And on this, we got a lot of songs yall might have heard about, but you know, we got um on here now.
We got that pink, the pink panther, we got that, we got that uh wiggle then move that didn't make the album. We got that tripple six that didn't make the album. We got that brand new bubba sparxxx song on here. We got that bun b get it girl. We got so much stuff on here, we also got our new groups. We got homeboy, we got the cadillac boys, me and d roc got our group da da um musicians on here.
1 Type: INTRO
Yeah, alright, Kadalack Boyz
East side, west side, south side
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
A-Town Nigga, Mack Town Nigga, ATL Nigga
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
Created in my back pocket
Ya ever know when it might rain
Streets are gettin' it
You know the streets, they made it mayne
I ain't asked it for nothin', 'cause it don't owe me shit
It taught me the game and told me, "Go, get rich"
Twenty pounds in a rental car, headed to the Mack Town
T-Y told me, "Get the work and make it touch down"
I did that, made that, now I'm on my way
Just my luck, they know it's the Texas license plate
Now I got a problem, 'cuz them undercover's onto me
It's time to bail, 'cause a snitch I will never be
I swear I'm like a fish
Greetin' land with a kiss
Did I hit or did I miss?
Well, it goes like this
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
The hood made me what I am today, my nigga
The hood raisin' up the beat is weight, my nigga
First it showed me the game and then it showed me the money
Designed the code that I live by and told me to run it
So I start with the shit plus I was born with the knowledge
A young wise muhfucka get respect like a prophet
Who can take the game plan, design a ride
And trust what's in my hand and not what's comin' out they mouth?
I'm a down low nigga so I stay on the ground
I push mills, push guns, push coke, push pounds
I got a nine-to-five, so make it look good
Kobe, A.K.A. skinny to pusha in the hood
My brother went to jail and left me alone
Found out I had another brother, pa was a rollin' stone
My brotha, Eddie Banks taught me the street
My cousin Jewelz showed me how to rip up the keys
My other brotha Hut taught me to do it big
Connected to 3, you get a black hustlin' jeep
Connected to gang shit, I got the game sick
Money, power, respect, that shit didn't come quick
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
I came up when Ice Cube was a young nigga
B.E. was rebellin' in the city with one high school
But now I'm a legend
I done opened up for Chris Love and Love and Ludacris, y'all
Seen niggas careers begin, rise and fall
What's happenin' y'all? Well, shit I ain't got no one to call
Like when yo ass didn't get no respect if you were in New York
I'm the nigga to call when in trouble, Lil red clay warrior
Got any nigga pick up the mic and I'm straight destroyin' ya
Grip Town Georgia, bitch, we awful scared
Came up when you didn't get no love if you ain't in ATL
I'm the nigga in my city when I'm chillin' on the porch
Got the city on my shouldas, the legend carry the torch on ya
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
Ass get to jigglin'
Ass get to jigglin'
Ass get to jigglin'
Ass get to jigglin'
Ass get to jigglin'
Motherfuckin' wigglin'
Motherfuckin', motherfuckin' wigglin'
Ass get to jigglin'
Ass get to jigglin'
Ass get to jigglin'
Motherfuckin' wigglin'
Jiggle, jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
(Ass get to jigglin')
Jiggle, jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
Jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Now wiggle, wiggle
(Motherfuckin', motherfuckin')
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Wiggle, wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
Wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Now jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle
Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle
Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle
Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle
I'm from the land of the booty booty droppin' droppin'
Pussy hoe poppin', knockin'
Niggaz eyes out they socket, takin' money out they pocket
Shoot 'em to the moon like a mother motherfuckin' rocket
Pussy start wars, turn bitches into stars
Get goose behind bars, then smoke like cigars
I prefer swishas befo' I lick her
I got a tree for this trick, this dick a skeeter
I come, if she came, I win to see her
So 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12
This stacks is on deck, this bitches don't second this, somebody bail
That's why the pussy club sell 'coz a nigga rather pay money
Just to see a tail, then they go to the house for his bitch to raise hell
And plus every time she said no, they say yeah, so we are go fish
Jiggle, jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
(Ass get to jigglin')
Jiggle, jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
Jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Now wiggle, wiggle
(Motherfuckin', motherfuckin')
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Wiggle, wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
Wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
When it go wobblin' and shakin', we love to see 'em get naked
So we be spendin' the money to see how up she'll take it
She work that thang on the pole, when she be slidin' down slow
If you ain't been to a booty club, then your ass wouldn't know
So let me paint a picture to make it a bit cleara
I love the club but I don't love no strippaa
Yeah, I'm a tippa, that's why I'm in the club
To see her shake her ass but I ain't fallin' in love
She shake it like a salt shaker, see you now, see you later
Ying Yang Twins, it the strip hoes motivator
Make that pussy poop if you wanna get the loot
Now bend over, touch your toes, let me see you get low
Make your left cheek jump and your right cheek jump
Now roll, roll, roll, roll, roll that rump
I love to see a naked hoe dance, no, I ain't wit that romance
She wibble, wobble and shake it, shawty love to get naked
Jiggle, jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
(Ass get to jigglin')
Jiggle, jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
Jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More jiggle, jiggle, more jiggle
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Now wiggle, wiggle
(Motherfuckin', motherfuckin')
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Wiggle, wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
Wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Ass get to jigglin')
More wiggle, wiggle, more wiggle
(Motherfuckin' wigglin')
Yo, you know how to do it
Hell Raisers
(Ying Yang)
Hahahaha
If you start it then get retarded
If you start it then get retarded
If you start it then get retarded
If you start it then get retarded
If you want to start it
We can get retarded
Me and my niggas
Crunk to death ATL
(Ying Yang)
Makin flour to bread
Got them scrambled like eggs
Now ima heat it like grease
So you fryin like legs
Makin water to ice
Hella thick like rice
Got a batch of collard greens for a real good price
Black yo eyes like peas
Macaroni wit cheese
Nigga im strong like coke
But you sweet like tea
Have you cryin like onions
You the ribs im the grille
You the chicken that fixin to take off
Knowing it's about to be killed
Im well done, my nigga you medium rare
Im the ham you the turkey so you betta beware
Im the chief you the waiter
Gotcha settin up the tables
Im the cook fixin to smash your ass like a potato
I stay on the block wit a bunch of crabs
Brong the corn-a corn bread
Fixin to make the lamb
Now yam's she was sweet
But she hate to do the devil
Do da pepper sweet but she all in that milk nowwwww
(Chorus)X-2
If you want to start it
We can get retarded
Me and my niggas
Crunk to death ATL
(Ying Yang)
If you thinkin that your hard nigga
Bust a move
A semitary full of niggas had some shit to prove
Win or lose
Can you take an L wit pride
Ill make em out-ride ya nigga like a amusement ride
Better be quiet your fuckin up my vibe to shine
Takin my time see i wanna hold on to mine
Draw the line for friend, foes, hoes
And all who apose on my muthafuckin flows
Oh, oh
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Hey, I'm trying to get crunk
C R U N K
Tell 'em how we gonna call, crunk
Tell 'em why they don't want none, crunk
Tell 'em why they better run, crunk crunk, crunk
Stand up and get crunk, crunk
Stand up and get crunk, crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Here we come to get you, a little bit more crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Here we come to get you, a little bit more crunk
Crank it up, that's what we gonna do
Crank you up, me and my brother we came to get crunk
We won't stop, we keep on comin' 'cause
We won't quit, that's why we keep bringin' it
We drop in everything you poppin'
From the Ying Yang Twins again
To make your adrenaline, pump right on through your skin
And make that crunk again, crunk
Two thou, niggaz playin' of them
But we came on back 'cause we needed to win
We jumped out like a Jack and a Russel
Like I added with fag doing sack in my sock
Tell 'em how we gonna call, crunk
Tell 'em why they don't want none, crunk
Tell 'em why they better run, crunk crunk, crunk
Stand up and get crunk, crunk
Stand up and get crunk, crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Here we come to get you, a little bit more crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Here we come to get you, a little bit more crunk
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Ladies and gentlemen
If you haven't had enough
You better hide you lunch
'Cause, we 'bout to eat that ass up
Crunk, crunk, crunk, crunk
Crunk, crunk, crunk, crunk
Eat they ass up, oh
Eat they ass up, oh
Eat they ass up, oh
Eat they ass up, oh
Eat they ass up, oh
Eat they ass up, oh
Eat they ass up, oh
Eat they ass up, oh
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Stand up and get crunk
Stand up and get crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Here we come to get you, a little bit more crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Here we come to get you, a little bit more crunk
People all ova the world jump
Everybody in the bleachers get crunk
Listen here buddy this ain't what you want
Blue fifty-two, break, duck
DY go left while I'm fakin' the K
When I'm done you gonna remember my name
It's H O M E bwoi, look I'm home bwoi
Now that I'm up in my zone bwoi
Pack up, I'm sendin' you home bwoi
Take you up outta the dome bwoi
If you didn't know you should of known bwoi
Should've thought about changin' your tone bwoi
Betta not let us catch you alone bwoi
Crack heads like we made of stone bwoi
You ain't come out you betta be gone bwoi
Tell 'em how we gonna call, crunk
Tell 'em why they don't want none, crunk
Tell 'em why they better run, crunk
Crunk, crunk
Stand up and get crunk, crunk
Stand up and get crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Here we come to get you, a little bit more crunk
Here we come to get you, you better get crunk
Yeah!
Collipark in the house!
We got Bun B, Ying Yang Twins
Collipark drop them beats that'll rock your world (that's right)
We got Bun B and Ying Yang in this thang so
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git it girl
[Chorus]
Git it, git it (git it girl)
Git it, git it, git it girl
Git it, git it (git it girl)
Git it, git it, git it girl
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git it girl
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git it girl
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git
(Show them hoes whatchu workin wit)
[Ying Yang Twins - Verse 1]
Baby gotta eat, you betta get right
Magic City Monday, that's the crunk night
The Petrone get a nigga gut shiverin'
Sight for sore eyes, these hoes be deliverin'
Pussy poppin and shakin', brangin' home the bacon
These hoes is for the takin', no clothes that mean they naked
What the hell you waitin' on, your ass betta git it
There's girls in the clubs, ya betta come on wit it
Drop it, pop it, shake it, roll it, whoa
Bitch got a nigga dick sittin on swoll
Losin control off the liquor
Damn I like the way she put that thang on a nigga
She playin with my mind, see the bitch is fine
I can't make her mine, but I can drop her down
You want her to dance, this yo chance
Naked in the club with his prince showin in his pants
[Chorus]
[Bun B - Verse 2]
Damn, look at that face, look at those eyes
Look at them hips, look at them thighs
Got that Apple Bottom, Baby Phat top
Baby girl, you a bad mutha- (boy stop)
Girl, I ain't trippin' and I ain't hatin'
But I been watchin and I been waitin'
Like the way that you shake that thang
Lookin like you finna break that thang
You need to let me take that thang with me back to the pad
Cuz when I put it on ya, betcha won't be mad
You know I go hard and I go deep
And it's all night long, we don't need no sleep
I'll have ya doin thangs that your last man couldn't
Lick the lollipop while I play with the puddin'
Yeah, you said you wouldn't
I knew you would
Don't be scared, it's all good
Go on, git it
[Chorus]
[Ying Yang Twins - Verse 3]
Drop it down low, hoe shake that shit
Lift up for a nigga, get loose wit it bitch
Go down, if ya really want some
Get ya ass on the floor and get crunk
Money comes and goes, so its best ya get ya ass on the floor
Start poppin that pussy, then gettin it low
I got 10, 20, 30, 40, 50 dolla bills
So yo ass can get crunk, show me all yo skills
Keep it real, even though I know you a lady
You still in the booty club, naked, shakin
Hoe back seat door, show me whatcha got
Janga, janga, janga, janga, janga, janga, for a hot bill
Bitch get crunk, let me see ya hit a split
Bounce ya ass up and down like ya ridin on a dick
I came to the club to put some money in ya world
So git it, git it, git it, git it, git it, git it girl
[Chorus]
[Ying Yang Twins]
Git it girl
Git it girl
Git it Git it Git it girl
Git it Git it Git it girl
Git it Git it Git it girl
Git it Git it
Red One
Ying Ying Twins
Oh...
We gotta whole lotta ladies
And a whole lotta fellas
When you put em all together
They be ready whatever
Mary mary, My mary, my mary mary, my mary, my mary, my mary
[Chorus]
Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens (yes indeed! )
Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens (no sticks, no seeds! )
Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens (in my weed! )
Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens
Burn one, smoke some
Who got tha blunts, blazin one
Lift it in ya hand, then raise em up, light em up, take a puff
Inhale, exhale, what's that smell, can't you tell
Talkin bout that god damn herbal tea, puffin on damn marijuana trees
What's wrong with these, real G's, goin in, all stank
Everybody pullin out a bag of dank, shit in the air, so funky stank
What the hell, might as well, smoke em all, we can ball
Sit down playa before you fall, sesh kickin in on all of y'all
Now take it in, through the nose
Hold the smoke, let it go
If ya choke, then you know, that's that, sell some mo'
Fill up the weed pipe, keep all the seeds tight
Do one hit it, mine does always keep me high,
[Chorus]
Gimme that green hella green, or that reefer cheba
Let me show you how we, put em up, put em up, get a little high
Gotta go get dank, stop at the liquor store, get dat drank
Don't forget yo blunts, and yo razor
Tell yo folks you were high, let em later, don't wanna save a
Split the blunt, dump the tobacco, leave the paper, then put in the weed
Roll it up, then grab yo lighter, ain't no way you can get no higher
Take it from me, I smoke everyday, ridin away, gotta cheap that hay
By the road, yes here that's right, gettin fucked up (that's riiight! )
Just an average day in ma hood, in the wood, baby liquors all good
Comin straight from the ATL, DC that's what we all grill
Blow a gun, shoot smoke in the air
Pour some liquor, for your niece who ain't there
Gotta get this shit crunked up, sittin around, just gettin fucked up, yup
[Chorus]
Mary Jane, is my, everythang, And I, think I love her, more than a lady
She'll never kick me out the door, or try to play me
I guess that that's the reason, she my muthafuckin baby
TILL DEATH DO US PART, Mary got my HEART
Only thing can stop my from dyin with her is GOD
I don't know bout YOU, but I know bout ME
Yes INDEED, imma smoke WEED
All we do is smoke weed, get it till we see or call the weed man
Tell him we need some more cause we ready to smoke nigger love the state cheese
I love that shit with no seeds in it, shit that have purple leaves in it
Shit that smell like outdoor, but we call that shit indoor
I grow, purple, we don't fuck with it
If yo weed got seeds in it, you can keep that shit
Cuz I'm a hella reefer choka, big weed smoka
Cuz nigga we smoke that quick green, that shit that we call collard green, yep
War, we at war, we at war, we at war, we at--
Gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle, gimme my rifle
Lets get this motherfucker back crunk
This is gonna be me and my niggas
Holdin triggers in our back bump
To take back what we once had
We dont give a damn about the enemies
Send they out to baghdad
They put a nigga on the frontline
But when it come to gettin ahead
They put ya way behind
And they supports in minimum wage
They dont give a choice to niggas
They thinkin we still slaves
Every nigga's got some thug in him
Every nigga's got some love in him
Every nigga's got a grudge in him
Every nigga's got a mug in him
And every nigga busts a slug in him
Now like a cat, bitch, we'll skin em
Yall niggas aint holdin my venom, check yourself
I'ma drop your ass off, bitch
As soon as i loosen my motherfuckin belt, ah
1 for the money, 2 for the thugs
3 for the projects, 4 for the love
Y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics (ghetto)
Ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics
Time for us to find just a little piece of mind, talkin bout
Them ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics
We just black people gone and lost our mind
We just really trying to draw the line
Before it left our eyes
Before we get left behind
Let me tell you something about hard times
Before we used to walk
Before we had life in the dry
And 911 wasnt known outside
We didnt know how to read
We didnt know how to write
All we did was sing all day and all night
Then when they let us start learning
You all lose y'all mind
And y'all forgot about the earlier times
When Martin Luther King had a dream
That one day we'd walk together
We really need to get it together
Kids stay in school
Learn all you can
Graduate, go to college, get knowledge
Then we shall overcome, yes we can, we
In the urge of faith we can demand it, for real
Hup, 2, 3, 4
What the hell are we fighting for?
Passing off
Relationship's done what spore
Thats why they got the door
More time, hoot hoot
Aim aim, shoot shoot
Aint nothing but the young kids they recruit
Its a wonder they dont come home in they suit
I took away some time
Thinkin how i could, should, would be
If everybody in the world was free
No crime nobody doing wrong
Everybody getting along
But when i step into reality
This world is sore
And thats why we at war
Killin ourselves over bullshit
That we valued more than life
Whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever
Like whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever
She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good
Put that thang down
Hey how ya doin lil mama D Roc's my name
Let me introduce you to my brother kane
I am the ying and hes the yang
Lets sneak off and start handeling thangs
Lets make it to my room quick
Hey shorty wait till you see my dick
Let the dog just beat up your cat
Whisper in your ear shorty how you like dat
Pretty in the face thin in the waist got a nice ass right below that place
Tip drill grab that see i eat thur smooth as silk fine as wine shorty hope she gotta walk behind get it a
Walk behind she like a lil more she puttin it down puttin it down
She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good
Put that thang down
To the strip club hoe (strip club hoe)
Dancin in the club takin off they clothes
20s 50s hundred dollar bills
Making her move quick so you all her steal
We love dat
The way she drop it to the ground
Make dat booty go round and round
The way she dance she getting cash
Whisper in her ear i like dat
The only reason cuz you get paid
Yeah thats how you getting fed
I mean when a nigga break bread
Yeah i aint no jesus
And plus they need us
To quick to club
Like we dont give a f*ck
She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good
Put that thang down
Whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever
Like whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever
Listen here daddy im a grown ass woman
Why you acting like you scared
If you want it get up on it
Cuz if you ready for it just say that your ready for it
Baby cuz i am ready for whatever you ready for
She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good
Shawty so crunk she comin out of her clothes.
Dick so big got caught in her thoat.
Do it hurt? (yeah) do it hurt? (hell yeah)
One nut, two nuts that's what you get
When you let a nigga lick that clit
Do you like it? (yeah)
Wanna nigga to bit it? (hell yeah)
To the ceilin
To the flo
That hoe don't want no more
That bitch better have my doe
Suck it
Lick it
Niggas, I'ma tell yea
you can't trust a bitch far as you can smell em'
you better lick that stamp and mail em'
Back over there to the other fella
I care less (like i 'pose too)
always gotta stay fresh (like i 'pose too)
Don't talerate that stress (like i 'pose too)
I'll punch a bitch in the breast (in the chest)
I caught up with this ho
she sucked my dick behind the store and I skeeted all in her thoat
Then a nigga had to go I had to roll.
The I'm looking for a nother headhunter Georgia Dome
Put your mouth on the dick give me georgia dome
I love pussy
Pussy good but it always bleed when it's time of the month cause bitches so thick.
Fuck nigga that's enough said.
See a bitch is only good for a duck head. (quacka)
Low self-esteem nigga can't out mack her
Bring her to the world of a low down nigga
She the bomb
You gotta past a ho round nigga
Here she come
And all boxers fall shawty gon play them balls
Bitch please
I'm hotter than 400 degrees
The only time you use your mouth is when you get on your kness.
So don't speak you shouldn't be saying nothing at all
Cause it's hard to talk with a mouth full of dick and balls
So put it in your mouth and blow
Put it deep down in your thoat
Niggas like me don't wanna hear that shit so do what the fuck you been told
I smoke by myself
I drank by myself
I fuck these hoes by my got damn self
You smoke by yourself
You drank by yourself
You fuck these niggas by your got damn self
I said forget about them women who love to get ate out.
If you eat from red losters she'll suck your thang off
Now that's a full chorse meal for a nigga like me
I'ma starve cause I ain't gon eat
Now i don't eat nothing that get up and walk away
Somebody I look at face to face
I say eeewww that's nasty
Chorus]
3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low 6x
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
Shortie crunk so fresh so clean can she fuck that
Question been harassing me in the mind this bitch is fine
I done came to the club about 50 11 times now can I play with yo
Panty line the club owner said I need to calm down security guard go to sweating
Me now nigga drunk then a motherfucker threaten me now
She getting crunk in the club I mean she work
Then I like to see the female twerking taking the clothes off BUCKEY naked
ATL. Hoe don’t disrespect it
Pa pop yo pussy like this cause yin yang twins in this b i itch
Lil Jon and the East side boys wit me and we all like to see Ass and tities
Now bring yo ass over here hoe and let me see you get low if you want this Thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if yo ass wanta act you can keep yo
ass where you at
3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low 3x
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
Let me see you get low you scared, you scared
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared, you scared
Let me see you get low you scared, you scared
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared, you scared
Drop dat ass ya shake it fast ya
Pop dat ass to the left and the right ya
Drop dat ass ya shake it fast ya
Pop dat ass to the left and the right ya
Now back,back,back it up
a back,back,back it up
a back,back,back it up
a back,back,back it up
Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit it
stop ( O) then wiggle wit it yea
stop ( O) then wiggle wit it yea
stop ( O) then wiggle wit it wiggle wit it
3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low 3x
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
Now give me my doe back and go get ya friend
Stupid bitch standing there while I’m drinking my hen
Steady looking at me Still asking questions
Times up nigga pass me another contestant
Hoe move to the left if you ain’t bout 50
Done talk through 3 or 4 songs already
looking at a nigga with yo palm out bitch I ain’t even seen you dance
Twerk something baby work something baby
Pop yo pussy on the pole do yo thang baby
Slide down dat bitch
a little bit then stop
Get back on the floor catch yo balance then drop
Now bring it back up clap yo ass like hands
I just wanna see yo ass dirty dance yin yang we did done again
And put it on the map like annnnn
3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low 3x
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
Got dam (Got dam) ya ya’ll twerking a little bit ladies
But ya got to twerk a little bit harder then dat
now right now I need all the ladies dat know they look good tonite
(where my sexy ladies) we want ya’ll to do this shit like this
Bend over to the front touch toes back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front touch toes back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low 3x
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
Hey how you doin lil mama? lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you sunthing that you might like to hear
Got a sexy ass body and your ass look soft
Mind if i touch it? and see if its soft
Naw i'm jus playin' lets just say i can
And im known to be a real nasty man
And they say a closed mouth dont get fed
So i dont mind asking for your head
You heard what i said, we need to make our way to the bed
And you can start usin' yo head
You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt
Do it up slappin ass cuz the sex gets rough
Switch the positions and ready to get down to business
So you can see what you've been missin'
You might had some but you never had none like this
Just wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM,
B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM,
B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up,
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussyup,
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up,
Beat da pussy up,
Beat da pussy up
[verse 2]
You fine, but i aint gone sweat ya
See i wanna fuck, tell me whats up
Walk around the club with yo thumb in ya mouth
Put my dick in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet vac hope they dont spill shit
I keep a hoe hot when i'm puttin' in work
Wanna skeet skeet you bout to get your feelin's hurt
Cuz I'll beat dat cat with a dog
And knock da walls of a broad til she scrawl
Like (OOOOOH!)
Yea something like that, but it depends on the swing of the baseball bat
Fuck a bitch on da counter make the
Plates fall back
On the floor she aint screamin she a nut so they crack
Crack...crack
Fuck that bend over imma give you a smack
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM,
B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up,
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up,
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up,
Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
(OOOOOOOH!)
[Intro (Airplane taking off in background)]
Miiiaaammmmiiii... [echo]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (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 One - Trick Daddy]
Half step pussy ass nigga
Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me don't feel like doofin' I feel like shootin' FOOL!
And I don't like your atitude
You do shit that dem hoes on a rag'll do
Ol' faggot, you better watch your mouth
Fo' I be in front yo' house, when yo' ass come out
Ol' bitch ass, hold another nigga dick ass, BITCH ASS, NIGGA!
Keep lookin' at a nigga like you gonna tell somethin'
I'll fuck around and, kill ya!
So now that you set you ready, YO!
If this shit get silly I'm lettin' it go
First scrito in the front seat
You ever come my way, it's gon' be gunplay
HEEEYYY.. I ride wit' a AK, get high and spit five out the AK
Ok, let a nigga play and watch T-Double-D knock ya ass of the free seat
All my Dade County Chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before
[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (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 and the T-Double-D
We, in this motherfucker crunk in this motherfucker
And our niggaz wit' a Miami boy
And I still like to play wit' my Tonka toy
I'm a Toys R Us kid, yes I is
You can't be serious, yes I is
You think I'm playin' than ask my brother
You still don't believe me than ask my mother
Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun
Have fun wit' my gun, have sex wit' my gun
And I don't put a motherfucker out for fun
'Cause I ain't funna' get ya ass tryin' to run
I'ma bust one time, bust two times
And the third time yo' ass is mine
Go down for the count, 'He can't get up!'
DAMN! he fell and he can't get up!
[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (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 Three]
You a soft mo'fucka, kind of gay mo'fucka
If you mad 'cause you like you never had mo'fucka
Fuck yo' ass mo'fucka, that's the past mo'fucka
And I know the fact make ya mad mo'fucka
It iiiss.. what I thought nigga think it ain't
For reeeaall... you lame and we off the chain
And the T-Double-D, we bolo
FUCK hoes niggaz ride by my Dolo
Get the keys to my car, and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for a itty bitty pretty that could hold a sin
[Bridge]
We smokin', and ridin'
Don't tell nobody be quiet
Might cut it lil' butt it
Can't let this shit get done
[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' dome
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
[Outro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, 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, beatin' ass
Collipark Music Incorperated
This that next level right here, it's that crunk party
All these niggaz doin' crunk music, we crunk party nigga
Be original wit' it, Hey man who really run the south?
(Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, and Ying Yang Twins talking)
What the fuck, man (what the fuck) this club is dead as a mother fucker (dead as a mother fucker) ima call these nigga god damn Ying Yang Twins,(YAAAYY) Ima call Bone Crusher, Ima call that boy Killer Mike they gon be at the club (talking in background)
What, What, What....
(Chorus)
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club)
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) (x2)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
(Killer Mike)
Nigga's comin to the club, deep flow, swerving lanes, on 23 MJ's no more broad change, security, they known for bustin heads man i aint ever scared i'll take a bottle to his head im a live nigga i'll leave a pussy nigga dead hoodrats got ass but college girls got head, and im gon take picture, think about what i just said, and its official me and my nigga's takin pictures
and mo money, mo hoes, mo bottles in the picture, drunk nigga talk shit, more problems then you can picture we all got bottles we deadly with spinners, at least five nigga's strapped up with they Winerbery's nigga, we all got pockets full of green, smoking broccoli down here we drink cool water, clipse, and Hypnotic, down here we like our rims, spinnin', and choppin, and the girl down to the flo' drop droppin pussy poppin'
(Chorus)
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club)
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) (x2)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch)
I Hold off yo nigga like whoooooooaa!!!
i put these bricks to his face like whoooooooaa!!!
Aint Nobody scared nigga because hustle to hustler
if u want rumble nigger tussle to tussler
Bitch boi u aint hard i see you runnin
So what you talkin' bout nigga like im hard im drummin *laughing*
you got me *EH* dont let these 16 shots get atcha (BLAH!!)
Because underachiever is soon believer dont
Remix, Free
Remix, Busa Bus
Missy,
Lil Scrappy lets go
[Lil Scrappy:]
Hey Shorty,
I like the way u ass it up,
Im only whisperin cuz im just tryin to fuck,
Ooh Gohead move that ass,
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants,
I can tell u a freak
By the way that u dance,
Yeah a tripple A man
Ima Grown Man You heard me
You fuckin with a grown man,
Hold your legs up baby
Scream my name like a fan,
Shhh You aint got nutin to say
Hol on Lil Baby its oh kkk,
Ahh Some Say Im Wrong for fuckin a nigga bitch,
The same niggas that do the same shit,
Suck my dick quick,
Getin it rich quick,
Take this good ass thuggin and help the nice dick,
Im icey lik Gouchie,
Im bussin a oussie,
Go On in the pussy I dont fuck wit the booty,
When im in the bed still carrey my tooly
Do the Paris Hilton and make a prono movie
Im groovy, like muthafuckin Austin,
Look at all the D bras and draws as im droppin
[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Yo Free
[Free:]
Hey how ya doing little dirty
Let me whisper in ya ear
Tell ya some shyt you might like to hear
Got a nice little pu$$y
And my ass poke out
Automatically, I can ride a dick, no doubt
I'm known for getting all the haters mad
I can go slow but go crazy fast
I give amazing head
Backside a lil softer than a baby's ass
Now that's wild soft
I'll let a rich n!gga hit it on his golf course
I got a young dude open, that was my fault
I let him see me in my bra 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
And this what he told me
He said
[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Bussa Buss Baby
Let me holla at ya Shorty
[Busta Rhymes:]
Before I put my cup on yo ass,
You lookin I could park my truck on yo ass,
Shorty you should go ahead and clap that shit,
With yo big ass makin me wanna slap that shit,
You know what jump in my ride and lets slide,
Ima beat up the puddy and cook it with a fish filet fry,
Now its time to make you open wide,
Like A diamond fuck like you aint got no pride,
I love it hard,
I take you and alana outside,
Fuck u off the edge of the bed landslide, dats right,
The way u freaky I wanna hangglide,
All on ur edge you tryin to give me head in my Roush,
Shhh, Wait, chill, shhh, quiet,
Let me finish tellin u wats goin on, okay,
The way u like to do it we can fuck to the song and Ima beat the pussy up till its time to get gone,
And before I can end, wat I was sayin she was tryin to put me onto to her friend,
I told her bring her,
Im warning you I once that said,
Wait til the both of you see my dick.
[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
[Missy Elliott:]
When I get up on the track ima talk a lot a shit,
Been a around the world I been seen plenty dicks,
Small ones, medium, grande baby,
One minute, two minute, no way baby,
Eat the nookie up, or eat the cookie,
I put the sugar on his tounge and that a shut em up,
I take my clothes down like its goin down, like a show down,
Show him I can go for 12 rounds on the cold ground,
Hey nigga let me slow it down,
Like a striper on the pole I can role it round,
Now who that there wanna tear da nookie up,
You betta pull out ya cash and put more then 50 up,
Cuz this here chick aint gonna let u beat it up, you betta pull out ya cash and more then 50 up,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
U gonna love this good stuff!
[Verse 1]
Hey how you doin lil mama? lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you sumthing that you might like to hear
You got a sexy ass body and your ass look soft
Mind if I touch it? and see if its soft
Naw I'm jus playin' unless you say I can
And im known to be a real nasty man
And they say a closed mouth dont get fed
So I don't mind asking for head
You heard what I said, we need to make our way to the bed
And you can start usin' yo head
You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt
Do it up slappin ass cuz the sex gets rough
Switch the positions and ready to get down to business
So you can see what you've been missin'
You might had some but you never had none like this
Just wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da
Pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
[Jacki-O]
I know you see me calling won't you answer your phone im trying to tell ya baby that im home all
Alone im on queen size sheets and there made from silk and my mouth wide open cause im waiting for
Milk shh just listen i want you to hear my kitten she goes purrr meow especially when you put her in
Your mouth i got a big fat cat and she loves to purr cause she always hot so i shave the fur i got the
Lolipop candy and i licked it im here with nothing on but some fish nets and im wetter than niagara
Flicks on the plasma ohh i just pop the viagra stop what your doing and come get it ya stick ya finger
In it now lick it what
Wait til you see my clit (purr)
Wait til you see my clit (hey boy)
Wait til you see my clit
You gon eat this pussy up
Wait til you see my clit (purr)
Wait til you see my clit (hey boy)
Wait til you see my clit
You gon eat this pussy up like
Aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw aw
Eat the pussy up,eat the pussy up, eat the pussy up,eat the pussy up, eat the pussy up,eat the pussy
Up,eat the pussy up,eat the pussy up
[Verse 2]
You fine, but I aint gone sweat ya
See I wanna fuck, tell me whats up
Walk around the club with yo thumb in ya mouth
Put my dick in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet fat hoe's they dont spill shit
I keep a hoe hot when I'm puttin' in work
Wanna skeet skeet you bout to get your feelin's hurt
Cuz I'll beat dat cat with a dog
And knock da walls of a broad til she scrawl
Like (OOOOOH!)
Yea something like that, but it depends on the swing of the baseball bat
Fuck a bitch on da counter make the
Plates fall Back
On the floor she aint screamin she a nut so they crack
Crack...crack
Fuck that bend over imma give you the dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait til you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay bitch! wait til you see my dick
Imma beat dat pussy up
Like B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM, B-AM
Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da pussy up, Beat da
Pussy up, Beat da pussy
Up, Beat da pussy up
(OOOOOOOH!)
Its the return of the, of the motherfuckin brainiacs.
capitol homes represent East Atlanta where you at YING YANG!!!
we back motherfucker!
YING YANG!!!
take that motherfucker!
The same to niggas that the hoes used to dis
now we ridin on the road doing shows with our clique
put a lock on my d*ck cuz my brain is da key
i aint wat u want so quit lyin to me
see i was born by myself
imma die by myself
and when i smoke my purple im gon get high by myself
and if aint D-roc on the side of me
we ?? bitch cant even buy from me
They call me crip, his name eric hi's the capper
since the 8th grade he said he would be a rapper
rapper? yall niggas lost cuz its 10 years later and shawty is throwed off
one time for them niggas who keep claming they boss
keep thinkin we soft, we gon knock ur fuckin block off
see D-roc known to be a people person
and kaine really dont like discursion
see pain is kinda what i like dispursin
cuz love make a nigga feel like a scrub
thugs thats were we residing at
some niggas like to lie just to hide the fact
that they a bitch nigga, snitch nigga, all on another nigga dick nigga get ur own shit nigga
and yall hoes aint gave us nothing but plenty of talk and da fucking the front bitch
nigga we bout that bank round here
we smoke neva good gank down here (United State of Atlanta)
nigga we bout dat bread around here
thats how you keep your baby feed down here
Boulevard to east lake, the west side to barn holmes
from South Dekalb to Glen Wood
from Calli Rd to Martin Luther King
(United State United State United State United State of Atlanta)
from Auburn Ave. to Peachtree from flash hoes to bankhead
from Peak Mount. to Mag Noi from Lee Street to Simpson Rd. (United State United State United State United State of Atlanta)
form Greater Holmes to Inglewood from metro to clevland av from progression rd to pry st from oakland rd to E.A.
nigga we bout that bank round here
we smoke neva good gank down here (United State of Atlanta)
nigga we bout dat bread around here
thats how you keep your baby feed down here
United State U-United State U-United State U-United State of Atlanta
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United State U-United State U-United State U-United State of Atlanta
United State U-United State U-United State U-United State of Atlanta
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Every where we gooo, every where we gooo
People want to knooow, people want to knooow
What we here fooor, what we here fooor
We do walkin', we do walkin', do walkin'
Verse One: {Ying Yang Twins back and forth}
Pain make you retaliate
Swang to crack yo chest blade
Hangin' with the best dates
Slang and get they neck played
Game is what yo test gave
Blang and take hoes and smoke hay
Niggas what they call us
Triggers is how we boss hog
Drugs is what we left with
Slugs will bring yo death quick
Knucks will get you swolle up
Tricks will get you dick sick
Clinton gonna see impeachment
For freaks he try'na creep with
Busters never last long
Hustlers get they cash on
Hiders never act out
Riders known to slash out
Pimps only get paid
Simps truly get played
Wimps never fist fight
Freaks is quick to turn dikes
Sheets never come clean bled
From yo crime scene mann
Chorus: {2x}
Verse Two: {D-Roc}
Even thought yo mind was blind soul keeper
He took you on a shine with nine and made Mom weepier
That thing he'll die for his boys they ballin' good
But nigga see them boys was comin' up out the wood
Lay down was all you heard I mean scary
One of 'em got bold and reached for the Chevy
Gun shots went off so we had to make it quick
Told the other boys go ahead and give up the shit
I don pistol whipped a nigga and told him to give up the loot
If he pissed of my nigga I will shot
So he hurried up and them other niggas to
I started up the car and told them what they had to do
Chorus: {2x}
Verse Three: {Kaine}
I'm smokin' my weed with y'all
Hangin' with niggas y'all ball
Just because niggas be takin' it all
Told them broads to back up off my balls
Thugs be ready to brawl on the point of call
The devil reached in sippin' on gin
It changed my mind to sin
Hangin' with thugs that be loud as a rooster
Figurin' they call us fools I haven't finished school
Chosen few, rollin' through, military style like we was suppose to do
Who do you think that you fuckin' with
Stupid bitch roll up out the vine before we swine and
Cause that counter fit niggas is real then twenty four k
Y'all can't hang that bud we slang like it ain't no thang
Get 'em up to the Eastside, to the Westside, true city thugs
What's up much love, to the Tear da Club Up Thugs
Just throw it up, all y'all get across the wall
Ahhhhhh shit yall know what the shound of that is...
Thats the sound of them braves, them alanta niggas in this bitch once again
Its the mother fuckin' 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 it is a new day for us I want yall to get to know these niggas personaly
I know yall know the twins as a group but yall dont know them niggas individually
So right about now ima put yall up on what the deal is right now
First up you got this nigga D Roc this nigga stay drunk 20 outa 24 hours of the day, this
Niggan might fall out the mouth and say anything to ya, so if your a sensitive ass bitch or a
Sensitive ass nigga dont come round this nigga cause this nigga slick out the mouth ya know
What im sayin'
Next off we got this nigga Kaine
Little short grouchy motherfucka'
This nigga smoke more than a lil bit, you know what im sayin'
This nigga aint full of bullshit, so if you around this nigga with that stupid shit he gon
Get you up off him ya know what im sayin
So right about now with out further ado I wanna bring yall up into our world
This is the Me and My brother MIP, ya know what im sayin'
Yall gon get to know these niggas fur real, you gon respect this pimpin' nigga
ATL in this bitch, colipark record, Ying Yang Twins beatin ass
Ohhh MY god its goin' down nigga
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Hey I'm trying to get crunk
C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Crank this up, thats what we gonna do
Crank you up, me and my brother we came to get CRUNK
Crunk wont stop (nope) we keep on comin cuz
We wont quit, thats why we keep bringin it
We drop in everything you poppin
From the Ying Yang Twins again
To make your adrenaline, pump right on through your skin
(Yeah) and make that crunk again (crunk)
Two thou. niggaz playin of them
Ying Yang (Ying Yang Ying Yang)
We jumped out like a jack and a russel
Like I added with fag doing sack in my sock
C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Ladies and Gentlemen
If you haven't had enough
You better hide you lunch
Cause we bout to eat that ass up
CRUNK x8
Eat they ass up (Oh!) x8
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Stand up and get crunk
Stand up and get crunk
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
People all ova the world jump
Everybody in the bleachers get crunk
Listen here buddy this aint what you want
Blue fifty-two, break, duck
DY go left while I'm fakin the K
When Im done you gonna remember my name
It's H-O-M-E Bwoi
Look Im Homebwoi
Now that I'm up in my zone boy
Pack up up Im sendin you home boy
Take you up outta the dome boy
If you didnt know you should of known boy
Shouldve thought about changin your tone boy
Betta not let us catch you alone boy
Crack heads like we made of stone boy
You aint come out you betta be gone boy
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
[Collipark]
[Chorus]
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale buebo
Dale buebo
[Verse 1 (Pitbull)]
Up in the club
Fuck VIP
P to da I...I to da 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
Aint her ass swollen or what?
Yes sir yes sir
Oh we gonna take it back like theives and foes
Nasty as i wanna be
That must be 2 live for your crew
Hoe get down get low
Im crossin these mammas like tic tac toe
Lets ride lets go
Get loose get crunk get drunk get blown
Thats right lets roll
MIA ATL fo sho
[Chorus]
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale buebo
Dale buebo
[Bridge]
That ho's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
[Verse 2 (Ying Yang Twins)]
That little momma is known around the world
Shake that ass if u a nasty girl
Back that ass up says juvenile
Show a nigga some tities like girls gone wild
Tear off this clip of clothes, i wanna see u in the nude
You can keep on your high heel shoes
So follow me down to yellow brick road
Where niggas go to see naked hoes
Shake that shit bitch
And be off in the club with a hard ass dick
Then drop like this bitch
If you wanna make the money shawty work that shit
Put a hump in your back
And lick it raw
To a 3 point stance
But u mess up yo ass
You must be on that kanye work out plan
Like head shoulder knees hoes
[Chorus]
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale buebo
Dale buebo
[Bridge]
That ho's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
[Verse 3 (Ying Yang Twins)]
Take em out in cruise
Take em out all dressed
Is the realest true niggas in the ATL
Yeah we break it down betta shake a booty hoe
And them hoes and the girl with the real tight clothe
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin
Bitch u can make the walkin
Patrollers is where im groaking
The only way that we are talkin
If your breath smells like mine
Girl dont give a fuck cause u fine
I miss em fo i kiss em
I pack em fo i stack em
So while we in the club betta get these girls
Cause on the streets there aint no action
[Chorus]
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Shake shake just shake shake
Just shake shake
Just shake chica shake shake
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Mentirosa
Dale buebo
Dale buebo
[Bridge]
That ho's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
[Hook]
She got her hands up on her knees and her bows on her thighs
She got the twerkin and the servin so I know that she fly
She got me hype, I wanna bite hr right now yi yi
Say I yi yi yi yi.
[Verse 1]
Look at shawty snap make that ass clap
Niggas in the club spendin dubs when its PHAT
Lookin real fine, standin 5'9 high heels on right on time
God damn look at shawty she makin that ass jiggle
I lke the way you wobbedy, wobbedy when it wiggle
Anybody down for my nursery rhyme riddle
Some of these hoes be full creamin in the middle
[Verse 2]
She shakin ass and gettin paid cause she makin her cheese
She ain't scared to get on the floor to show her ass and titties
If she doin it quite right I might just give her fifty
I be drankin hennesy so i'm damn to tip see
I no them hoes in the club they ain't twerkin fo free
If she dancin like she should she'll make her money
I like them freaky ass hoes twitchin asses fo me
Ahhh shit thats it so im so im spendin my cheese
[Hook 2x]
[Verse 3]
Jimmy club let me see ya I yi yi
Blue flame let me see ya I yi yi
Magic City let me see ya I yi yi
Body Chap let me see ya I yi yi
Jazzy T's let me see ya I yi yi
Club Pleeders let me see ya I yi yi
School hoes let me see ya I yi yi
And if you ain't twerkin BITCH BYE YI YI
[Verse 4]
Shawty let me see you on the flow butt naked
Show stoppin pussy poppin
Damn I like the way you take it
Up & down
Side to side
Round & round
Touch the ground
There you go now you know how gotta make yo cash flow
Put them poles touch them toes let mesee that ass roll
All in the booty club shawty shake it fo a dub
Out of sight so i might stick yo ass a lil somethin
Make that pussy fo a blunt
[Hook 2x]
[Verse 5]
Hoes shakin ass like a real freak
Tryin to get that muthafuckin ends meat
Don't be tryin to muthafuckin tease me
Cause im bout tipped on that hennesy
But i'll still give you a dub doe
But ya cha gotta shake that ass hoe
Work real hard for tha cash flow
Bring yo ass to tha dance flow
[Verse 6]
One time for them bitches at that gel in tha club
Them bitches shakin ain't no fakin and they came to buy dubs
Them niggas hatin steady waitin so we can't come back
I'm on this track up out this here while she work that cat
Pussy poppin shawty droppin say she gone get blowed
She average everybody for a mid cheese hoe
Fuck them niggas and yo niggas that be hatin that be hatin on the guy
They in the club with them thugs screamin I YI YIIII
[Hook 2x]
(feat. Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins & Lil' Jon]
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy Ocean
Roll like an eighteen wheeler
That hoe fine but this hoe killer
She leakin, she's soakin' wet
She leakin, soakin' wet
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker)
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker)
[Verse One: Kaine]
Pussy poppin, till you percolate
First booty on duty no time to wait
Make it work, with your wet t-shirt
Bitch you gotta shake it till ya calf muscles hurt
Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankle
Call that bitch bojangles
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose for real
[Verse Two: D-Roc]
Five dollars get your ass a table dance
If you got ten then bring a friend
Hoe shake your ass to the song then
If you ain't with it then well gone then
We ain't no boys we grown men
If you ain't gone dance then don't then
Why you wanna waste a niggaz song
then see your ass down doin nothin
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Lil' Jon]
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then drop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then drop (aaww shit!)
[Chorus]
[Verse Four: D-Roc]
Shake it like a dollar five or ten
But what would you do for 2a twenty twen
Get on the stage shake that ass then
Get on the pole do a back bend
I like that 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 in thongs in one club
The home of the fifth red bones and big butts
has been bitches splittin' all over the floor
Hornafy cant deny certified pro
On the poll upside down, (this shit for real)
Sixty-nine plenty time will pay a bill
At day she a clerk but night she turn (stripper)
You're not even dated your just tryin to (tip her)
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy ocean
Let it row like a 18 wheeler
That hoe fine but this hoe a killer
She's naked she soak and wet
She's naked she soak and wet
Shake it like a saltshaker ( shake it like a saltshaker ) x2
[Verse 1: Kaine]
P poppin till you percolate
First booty on duty no time to wait
Make it work with your wet t-shirt
Bitch you gotta shake it till ya calf muscles hurt
Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankels
Jangel Jangel Jangel
Call that lil bitch bow jangel
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose for real
[Verse 2: D-Roc]
5 Dollars get your ass a table dance
If you got 10 then bring a friend
Hoe shake your ass to the song then
If you aint with it then well gone then
We aint no boys we grown men
If you aint gonna dance then dont then
Why you gonna waste a nigga song then
See your ass down doing nothin
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil Jon]
Face the wall shawty put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Face the wall shawty put your hand on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin wheel
Shake that shit this aint no motherfuckin drill
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin wheel
Shake that shit this aint no motherfuckin drill
Get crunk with it get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Get crunk with it get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Shake that ass real fast then Stop ( aaww shit )
Shake that ass real fast then Stop ( aaww shit )
Shake that ass real fast then Drop ( aaww shit )
Shake that ass real fast then Drop ( aaw shit )
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: D-Roc]
Shake it like a dollar 5 or 10
But what would you do for a twenty twin
Get on the stage shake that ass then
Get on the pole do a back bend
I like that do it again
Heres another 10 bitch do it again
Work like a game that you playin to win
Make that pussy fart for the Ying Yang Twins
[Verse 5: Kaine]
16 bitches in thongs in 1 club
The home of the fifth red bones and big butts
Has bitches spittin all over the floor
Hornafy cant deny certified pro
On the poll upside down ( THIS SHIT FOR REAL)
Sixty-nine plenty time will pay a ( BILL )
At day she a clerk but a night she turn ( STRIPPER )
Youre not even date your just tryin to ( TIP HER )
[Chorus]
Wow Wow, She own another level like
Wow Wow, We ready for whateva like
Wow Wow, She own another level like
Wow Wow, We ready for whateva like
(Chorus)
(Kayne)
She fine as a supermodel
built like a Coke bottle
hips like handlebars
Shawty stomping on the cars
(Teedra)
Put That Thang Down (Do it)
Put That Thang Down (Get to it)
Put That Thang Down (She good)
Put That Thang Down
(D-roc)
Hey how ya doin' lil' mama D-roc's my name
let me introduce ya to my brother Kayne
I am the Ying and he's the Yang
let's meet______and start handing thangs
let's make it to my room quick
ay shawty wait till' you see my dick
Let the dog just beat up the cat
whiper in the ear (Shawty how you like that)
(Kayne)
Pretty in the face, thin in the waist
gotta nice ass right below that place
Tip, drill grab the ass, see how it feels smooth as silk
Fine as wine shawty ass so thick she gotta walk behind, get it? i walk behind
she like a lawn mower nigga she cuttin it down, cuttin' it down
(Chorus)
(D-roc)
__strip club hoes(stripclub hoes)
dancin in the club taking off their clothes
20's, 50's, hundred dollar bills
make a bitch move quick_______
we love that shit why dont you drop it to the ground
make that booty go round and round
the way she dance she gettin cash
whisper in the ear (I like that)
______________________________
i aint no teaser, WE LOVE THEM HOES,
and plus they need us,to crank the club, like we dont giv a fuck
(Chorus)
Wow Wow, She own another level like
Wow Wow, We ready for whateva like
Wow Wow, She own another level like
Wow Wow, We ready for whateva like
Listen here daddy im a grown ass woman,
why you actin like you scared? if you want it get up on it cuz..
If you ready for it, jus say that your ready for it,
baby cuz im ready for, anything your ready for
(Chorus)
Women always talkin' bout what men do...
We don' eva talk bout what women do atleast till now...come on
Every now and den you get mad(Uhuh)
sometimes i make u sad...(Uhuh)
make u wanna say kiss my ass(Uhuh)
Im tired of listenin to yo naggin'(Uhuh)
(Chorus)
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit Blah,Blah Blah Blah Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...(shoulda known)
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit NAGGIN
This fo ma niggas who b fuckin round wit dem women
and u get yo heart caught up in da mess
cuz u love jus to fuk wus up her dress now...
Neva paid attention...cuz u didnt think da gurl'll start trippin
shorty flipped da scrip...started sayin all typa shit out her lips
ima tell u wut i can't stand...
wen a women play da role of a man
talkin to a nigga like u gotta hold his hand
treat him like a sped like he late ta undastand
I know u kno dat i aint gon' go but is jaw jackin all da time...
Talkin ta me outta line broad chu dun' loss yo mind
Gon' mess round n get me sum time...
(Hook)
Every now and den you get mad(Uhuh)
sometimes i make u sad...(Uhuh)
make u wanna say kiss my ass...(Uhuh)
Im tired of listenin to yo naggin'
(Chorus)
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit Blah,Blah Blah Blah Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...(shoulda known)
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit NAGGIN
Need a lil mo grip, n a lil less lip b fo i pack my bag on ya ass n dip
at da point of no return n ya made it dat way
by da stuff dat chu say in n out every mother fucking day
hope u payin attention...
cuz i gosta mention...
dissin me infront of yo friends...tryna get a lil laugh in...joke crack in
i really wanna whoop your ass then hide behind ya fake ass grin
witcha fake ass friend
used ta dem fake ass men realli aint man but chu like how he pretend...
ima keep sippin my hen, n smokin my herb n my ear loud n clear wit yo naggin' words
da way u talkin soft surd gettin on my nerves...all in my ears got me bout ta hit da curb...
shut up
(Hook)
Every now and den you get mad(Uhuh)
sometimes i make u sad...(Uhuh)
make u wanna say kiss my ass...(Uhuh)
Im tired of listenin to yo naggin'
(Chorus)
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit Blah,Blah Blah Blah Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...(shoulda known)
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit NAGGIN
One day i got shot by a cupid...in da mist of dis relationship went stupid...
fo wen we talkin on da fone 2 long ta now dat asian ass aint home at all
went gone tellin me u ridin wif yo friends
but i find lata on u witcho otha man...then
u aint in it fo da divadends...
so u sucka fucka and u aint gettin nuthin...
Now das a damn shame ta end it like dis...
but i aint got love fo ya bitch...
shoe fly don' botha me
went i get back will i probably...
den i thought about i wont...
do i realli want chu i don'..
da head ache i realli don' want..
so ima leave ha lone...cuz i can do betta on my own das y she gone...
(Hook)
Every now and den you get mad(Uhuh)
sometimes i make u sad...(Uhuh)
make u wanna say kiss my ass(Uhuh)
Im tired of listenin to yo naggin'(Uhuh)
(Chorus)
Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah,Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit Blah,Blah Blah Blah Blah...
She talkin to me like im dumb
I should have known...(shoulda known)
i should have left dat bitch alone
but now im stuck wit NAGGIN
(Talking)
Man dis is not a song disrespecting women
dis is a song dat Ying Yang made fo every man ta eva walk gods green earth
I don' do tell da momma tied do do...
but cho attitude stink sumtimes...so sit on dat HAAAA...
NAGGIN (Echoed 9 Times)
[Chorus]
They dont know how far back that we go (we go)
From riding skates, to riding 24's
From off the block husttlin to rockin shows
we done seen many bumps in the road
But still we remain, still in the game
Never worry , about them haters, that will never change
And i put this on everything babe
I am my brother's keeper.
[Verse : Kain]
Listen D-roc, i know you dont think i care for ya, but at a drop of a dime i'll be there for ya, and anybody want to see us apart we need to get rid of
they ass man and thats from the heart. Pick em apart now that the ying yang twins got some ends, we seem to have plenty of friends. excuse me then friend,
let me borrow a stamp and when tomorrow comes dont ask me to borrow it back. If they cant do that they dont contribute to the answer ? ? from the ?
serious as cancer. If i was jojo dancer i would do the same thang, not to let another man spark my flame. D-roc is the ying , Kain is the yang but without
the both of us we aint got a damn thang. Its me and my brother, my brother and me, all that you see on TV
[Chorus]
[Verse : D-roc]
United states of Atlanta its still me and my brother we done been through a lot but still kain i love ya. blood, sweat, and tears, good days and bad from
the time you make me laughor you made me mad. I still got cha back but imma take ya way back when we was sufferin just to get a nickle sack, scraping up
change trying to make 2 dollars or 3 to get some 99 cent hamburgers to eat and then ride thorough atlanta in yo raggedy car. back then we was some
underground superstars and these last 5 years we done put work in, now the whole world know of the ying yang twins. Even though we dont spend time at home
together, we hit the road and its like we never left each other. Now thats love. I love you til the day that i leave so its still my brother and me.
[Chorus]
[Verse: Kain and D-roc]
People of the world we must change our mind frame and stay away from the con and mind games. Its hard to maintain and stay sane at the same time, steady
working hard but you bareky gettin by trying to make a line between stress and peace and satan always gettin the best of me, my closest of kin, my best
friend, man we all in the struggle but you gotta remember im yo brother.
Listen people you need to start helping yo brother, helping yo sister, mama, daddy, children and all. Dont leave these babies out here all alone they
dont know whats going on. THey dont know right from wrong, so when you see yo brother give him a hug and a shoulder to lean on and dont leave him out here
on his own cause times gettin hard these days. We at war amongest ourselves and we at war overseas brother.
[Chorus]
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins]
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a mother' fucka'
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka
[Verse One: Kaine]
I'm gonna stand there and protest, my nerves is bad
And say I gave a wedding ring threw a plastic bag
Feel it bug the size of many Christmas trees
This must be a jolly green tree for me
Give me that, No sticks or seeds preferred
I need herb the shit that have your sight in a blur
Make you swerve to the curve, cause your eyes are blurry
Easy 12 on the right you bust a left in a hurry
[Verse Two: D Roc]
We ridin' and drankin' rollin' blunts and smokin'
The car fogged up cause there ain't to windows open
The bass beatin' the block down
They know when we rollin around
Leanin' to the side cool and ridin' threw the 'A' town
Holla at the kid fo' gotta score some high dro
We bound hurt cats roll blunts like ball bats
And drankin' is a most do (drankin' is a most do)
If you drankin' I got you (If you drankin' I got you)
I got some orange juice and grey goose so pour you a cup
Till your head to the back and get fucked up
Pass the weesha baby sittin now smoke too let me hit it
Puff puff puff pass with your hoggin ass
Roll another blunt with your selfish ass
And give me ten dollars cause I'm low on gas
We gotta hit the motherfuckin gas station
Cuz I ain't with pushin' this big ass motherfuckin car man
[Chorus - 2X]
[Verse Three: D Roc]
We be smokin' hella weed, my brother and me
For whacha see on TV by my brother and me
We gon rise like the sun my brother and me
We be gettin' hella drunk my brother and me
And shawty I'm on the counters my brother and me
So shawty watch what you do around my brother and me
And shawty you will be cool around my brother and me
Cause shawty you don't want trouble wit my brother and me
[Verse Four: Kaine]
Put the swishin' in, Put the weed in
D Roc get the gin, Im gon bring the hen
We don't give a fuck, we get fucked up
Nigga throw up from the floor
Bout the throw up gotta hold the wall
Overload off the weed and alcohol
So homey may concern he drank let it burn
And if it ain't your turn move your hand
Matter fact did you put in on this man
You sure got dem did all that reachin' and shit
See me and my brother, stay crunk as no other
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka
[Chorus - 2X]
Who we is? Ying Yang Twins, What's are names? D Roc and Kaine
Stay high as a motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka
I got your back nigga, I got your back nigga
If anybody fuck wit you, then they gotta fuck with me nigga
[Verse Five: D Roc]
Nigga better hold that tone, lookin' great bat less grown?
Tryin' to get my grind on, nigga wanna get his shine on
What you think lyin' homes, we runnin' out of time homes
Crack bags and burg rags and triple gold with a backbone
Lookin' for them freak hoes, in the street clothes
With a thick truck 'A' town 'A' town 'A' town where we from
Tell them how we gon come, don't rush it nigga
We gone drop a bomb, bomb rush em nigga
We gone drop a bomb, bomb rush em nigga
[Chorus - 2X]
Girl, Me and the Lods been friends for a mighty long time
(such a mighty long time, such a mighty long time)
And girl, the thought of leavin' you has never crossed my mind
(Well oh oh..)
Up in the street and misguided never payed attention
So I got my soul devine, player's soul decided
to let my soul confide with the lights of him
Who the father, my bread and my water
I never bought a cue and into this (?)
Down in my world are you going let you hypocrits
It'll take your life to be a Christian man
I hope you learn, everything else
Is in vein so you're bound to burn
Gonna break your bone
I'm in a war don't let this life game over-rule
Trying take control of you
That's all the devil do
God was in Jesus, God is in us
But God ain't in the barrel of that pistol that you bust
You can play this game wrong, you gotta take it how it goes,
Is there ever a feeling for living if the body's gone
I never understood why what can make a man cry,
It can make a man strong when nobody's on his side
Girl, (girl) Me and the Lords been friends for a mighty long time
(such a mighty long time, such a mighty long time)
And girl, the thought of leavin' you has never crossed my mind
(Never crossed my mind, never crossed my mind, oooh)
(Well oh oh..)
Back and forth, night and day, you repeat the same scene
Standing at the pool a bit, time to repent again
Mostly men have a gun just put that down on circle purpose
When the poo of the world, got me standin by the circle
Agitate you, yes it does, this is what you though was love
Only name, same to be lust, mixed emotions make you wanna bust
Mamma tryin, children cryin, dad outta work, welfare lying
Prejudice, always see, the bottom of the barrel
Falling down on my knees, heavenly father, here we go on knowing
That we get to heaven, there's gonna be some open arms,
Judgment was man-made, not a [..], and this I recorded,
But I didn't live the party, but I thank that my heart beat,
Gotta make me, oh sure Jesus I don't know if there's a hell,
But I know I've whitnessed hell here, all I do is dwell here
Trying not to trail here, saying too much will get you knocked off or locked up in jail here
Tell me do you smell fear, knowing that we so near,
Trying to take the voices of the truth, out the youth ear,
And if you late a time frame, you play all kind of mind games,
I ain't put my life on the line for a damn thing
Girl, Me and the Lords been friends for a mighty long time
(such a mighty long time, such a mighty long time)
And Girl, (I don't really wanna be without you) the thought of leavin' you has never crossed my mind
(Never crossed my mind)
(Well oh oh..)
I can never make it, I can never ever make it
Without you baby
Cause you've been my best friend
Girl,
When everybody turned their back on me,
You were there when I fell down on my knees
And I give you all, all of me,
And every part of me, oooowoooo,
Girl, me and the Lords been friends for a mighty long time
(For long time, such a mighty long time)
And girl, (I don't really wanna be without you) the thought of leavin you has never crossed my mind
(Never crossed my mind)
(Well oh oh..)
I'm a live, I will never leave o no no
When the people say, c'mon and go with me
'Cause I will never leave you, and you've been my best friend
nobody understand, but they can't look inside of me,
oyeah..
[fade out]
Intro: D-Roc
I know what you go through
From me to you, I love you
Verse 1: D-Roc
From the nigga to the baller, never satisfied
So the money got you doing shit that'll fuck up your pride
You ain't a hoe, you just really trying to get by
Every day looking up at the sky
Sometimes, shit get so hard
It really have you bothered
First you sigh, then you cry
Up a whole puddle of water
Seem like this shit won't ever end
Merry go rounds to the whirlwinds
Waves turn to a hurricane
If you see joy, you got to see pain
Shit in the world ain't gonna ever change
Even when you die, it'll be the same
Now you due to them circumstances
Jars aren't counted so your forced to dance
Hoping and praying for a second chance
Just wanna put back on your pants
Walk out the club and throw up your hands
Tired of being disrespected by her man
Think this shit ain't right for you
Niggaz been yellin all night for you
Got in your mind what's best for you
Walk up to the club to tell them your through
Chorus: Adam Levine
She's stuck off in this little room
With nothing left to hold onto
Her life is in a little box
She's wondering will it ever stop?
The life of a stripper
Hook: Girl
I'm so sick and I'm so tired
Of these clubs, I keep crying
Every night, I wipe my eyes
Cause these years pass me by
I give up, I'm all in
My whole life is full of sin
This road is a dead end
I wanna live again
D-Roc
From the part where a child is torn from a mothers umbilical cord
No one really enforces that lifes gonna be hard
Which is kinda left up to the teachers
And the teachers leave it up to the preachers
the preachers ain't fitting to be sure
It's the rappers
Sad, ain't it
Verse 2: Kaine
It's what this girl ain't start, pretty fine little woman
Going to college, taking off her clothes for money
She gotta pay the rent, she got a little girl
Her baby daddy ain't shit, See what she dealin with?
But she gotta hold on (hold on)
Wanna leave the club alone (you dead wrong)
She gotta pay the bills but in the meantime
She like 'fuck how she feel' living is real
So she back in the club again
Taking off her clothes again
Going to school, going to work, getting tiring
Lack of sleep but baby gotta eat
and these shoes on her feet
She got a test next week so she stressed
Ask god to give her a blessing, send her in the right direction
Her parents died when she was eight years old
And after that, she felt like she was all alone
But she got her grandparents and they raised her well
Keep going to school, take care of yourself
Getting hard, going to school and work in the club
And at the same time looking for love
She can't keep skipping for an occupation
In a minute, she'll be graduating
Make her wanna throw up her hands
Now she only wanna live again
Chorus
Hook
Chorus
What it is most us women we just good at what we do
but what yall needa remember is dont do what we do
you do what we tell you to do
c'mon
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.
Whomp
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always known I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…
This is for them Niggas who be swearin’ they aint catchin’ no feelings.
Girls don’t get ya self caught up in the mess.
Cuz half of them poppin’- the rest of them flex.
Yall….. better pay attention.
Flaw gone put yall up on a lil’ pimpin’.
Listen…. When they flip the script.
You charge it to the hip & you take it to they whip.
Yea!
Ima tell you what I can’t stand,
Is when I end up with a half a$$ man.
Gotta be like momma hold his hand.
I treat you like shit,
Cuz that’s all you under stand.
All you care about is hoes & and them clothes & them shows.
Commin’ home 3 and 4 every night.
Ain’t got nan nother time,
Talkin’ to me outta line,
When ya boys run you always wanna shine.
Yea.
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.
Whomp
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always known I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…
Get money, grip, keep ya jewels & ya chick on the side.
In Ya club, w/ ya dubs, and ya chromed out ride.
In yo E, off ya go shit ,
If you wanna go jit, go get, go skit, muh-fuckin go for it.
You don’t think I understand,
I ain’t give up everything fo you to be playinn’.
Oh you think you slick when you tell me she only ya friend.
Damn right ima trip.
Nigga where you been.
Hold Up
What you talkin’ bout throwin’ them blows.
I got dem B’s and dem blows,
What you want em all 4.
Cuz you use to them fake a$$ hoes.
Use to them broke a$$ lows, go down hoes.
I’ll be goin’ in on ya ends w/ 10’s.
On ya dub.
So show ya girl love.
I’m all in ya ear.
Cuz you smoking on that herb, and you bout to hit the curb,
and you getting on my nerves.
Shut Up.
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.
Whomp
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…
Look now you know it all about your loot *n*
Don’t be gettin’ mad at me and actin’ stupid.
I ain’t the one to be on the phone.
Ima hit tha streets,
I ain’t stayin home alone nigga.
I’m Gone
Yea I’m wit another friend.
And he got dividens.
And he drive a BIG BLACK BENZ.
You ain’t lookin’ & stickin’ & suckin’ up on nothing.
“We ain’t all that”
Stop Frontin’.
Now it’s a damn shame you’z a mini-mi TRICK.
Ain’t never hand no love for no Bitch.
Niggas cuz they hoes to me.
I’m only wit you because I chose to be.
But now I’m on my way up out tha door.
Do I wanna think about it?
Hell No
You Shoulda thought about it before.
I gotta leave you alone.
And Ima take everything in the home,
But the dog and the bone.
Biotch
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.
Whomp
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…
“Nag that BIOTCH”
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