[kaine & D-Rok Talking]
[Chorus]
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.
[Verse 1]
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 clank they rims riding over yo' bottles,
But thats how it goes,
When you stuck fuck outta luck and lost in the ghetto's.
[Kaine and D-Rok Talking]
[Chorus]
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.
[Verse 2]
They talking ATL, Atlanta Georgia,
We the shit,
We talking Holy Feild you know that nigga named Mikavitch,
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(?).
[Chorus]
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.
[Verse 3]
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.
[Chorus]
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.

[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]

[verse 1]
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.

[verse 2]
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]

[verse 3]
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.

[verse 4]
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).

[verse 5]
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.

[verse 6]
If You In A Booty Club And You Get Your Money Spent And Baby
Mama Now She Wonder Where It Went.

[chorus]
[repeat 1x]

[verse 7]
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).

[verse 8]
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]

[kaine & D-rok Talking]

[chorus]
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.

[verse 1]
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.

[kaine And D-rok Talking]

[chorus]
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.

[verse 2]
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(?).

[chorus]
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.

[verse 3]
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.

[chorus]
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.


[thanks To Alyssas705@hotmail.com For These Lyrics]
[thanks To Cbjsw88@hotmail.com For Correcting These Lyrics]

Chorus:

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 thug walkin', we thug walkin', thug walkin'

Verse One: {Ying Yang Twins back and forth}

Pain make you retaliate
Swang to crack yo chest blade
Hangin' with 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

Chorus: {Till The End}

(Hook 2x)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

niggaz we start some extra shit
smokin these niggaz like ciggarettes
keepin this shit lagitimate
top of the game no callin quits
haulin this
heat to my dawg
in the south coast we pottin em mo
but u quick
to fall
from them fake tricks u wearin fake shit
accross the ?Log?
My real shit thats our click
and make ya shit
your draws
a rebel without a cause
better bounce back for the rug rats
show a scrub in the club where the sluts at
who me i keep a piece wherever i go
cuz i know
how niggaz and bitches and bitches and niggaz be actin up in that club
throw ur neighborhood up
if u down with a thug
now nigga what, put em up
i give a fuck nigga what we gonna blow the bitch up

(Hook 2x)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

when this shit hit the store its gonna blow like wind
i bet you everybody know its the return of the twins
we out here workin again, tryin to get it in
and we never will stop from the begining to end
from the paper to pen
put your coke in the henn
if you about it mothafucker put your juice in the ginn
we just tryin to win
make a couple of ends
cuz alot of yall didnt think that we would do it again
but we proved you wrong
cuz our bidness is strong
and alot of yall girlfriends say we got it goin on
that just make ya mad
and u wanna hate
but when you try you seen that you just too late

(Hook 2x)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

whats it that make your bed hot
lost and livin crack spots
coughin on your dub sack
bluffin thugs dont love that
rushin i can get mine
dippin gotta get from one time
lost like a newborn
cost like some new jordan
switch like a true freak bitch
they dont love me
only to get your letter
they live better than the movies

Huff Puff, blow, stop, roll
get ur ass on the goddam floor
now here i go
if you got it on your mind thats fine
but u better be careful cause u never will know if u might get faced with a nine
its the ying to the yang and we on the ground
cuz we cant lose and we came here to blow the bitch down

(Hook 2x)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
We gonna blow this bitch down (Blow this bitch down)
Now huff Puff and blow the bitch down
huff puff and blow the bitch down

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
And we off in the club

(feat. Jacki-o)

[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!)


[thanks To Babi_face_chick@yahoo.com For These Lyrics]

Crank It Up

(Chrous)
Get Krunk
Straight up out the dirty (Right nigga we get you krunk)
Goddamned you dont like this (Ying Yang in this thang betta lite cigars)
See some say we came
But we gonna show you aint (Stop that)
Nobody gonna stop us

(Ying Yang)
You muthafucker better get right quick
Ying Yang bumpin that get high shit
Take it to the club and i bet it wont miss
Juke them a dub, and thats how they gonna get it
If i got it comin down buy my shit
Think i aint a punk, ill take your bitch
Take 'em in, brake 'em in put 'em on the track
We say ah heere, get you money back, ah ah

(Chrous 2)
All my niggas in the cluuuuuuuub
Lets crank this muthafucka uuuuuuup
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this muthafucka uuuuuuup

(Chrous 2)
All my niggas in the club
Lets crank this muthafucka up
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this muthafucka up

(Ying Yang)
See i was sittin in the club
'Bout a quarter to 12
Sippin on some henn
Gettin bout krunk with dale
If this niggas gettin wrong i hit his ass with a chair
Crank this muthafucka up my nigga cause we dont care
If these boys want to jump my nigga gonna have to getcha
Slap 'em with a bottle or hit 'em that little pimp
Get throwed out the club
But we dont give a fuck
Best belive we'll be back
Crank this muthafucka up

(Chrous 2) X-2
All my niggas in the club
Lets crank this muthafucka up
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this muthafucka up

(Ying Yang)
Nigga plug up the hole and close the door
Everybody get krunk with there kin folk
Man had these same two thugs from a year ago
As you whistle while you twurk
Niggas tearing the show
I represent where i know is straight with beef
From Angelwood we from we lovin this
Rip track from racks
Big john for real
Next charlie brown it gets better
We rock the cain settin all in the club
We on the floor, we crank the beat more
Dont stop this shit, we like this shit
We make the shit, dont fake the shit
Get krunk wit dis, get drunk wit this
Dont stop the beat, we gonna rock the beat
Everybody yell Ying Yang crank it up, what you gonna do Crank it up

(Chrous 2) X-2
All my niggas in the club
Lets crank this muthafucka up
All my hoes in tha club
Put some mo' in yo' cup
Crank this muthafucka up

(Ying Yang)
Get krunk (Crank this muthafucka up)
Get krunk (Crank this muthafucka up)
Crank this muthafucka up
Crank this muthafucka up
Crank it up,crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank this muthafucka up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Crank this muthafucka up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank this muthafucka up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
All my niggas in the club

[Chorus 1]
Get to the floor, aint no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me ya twurk sum' - (repeat 2X)
[Chorus 2]
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang) - (repeat 4X)
[Chorus 3]
Pop that pussy like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it - that's for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a nigga horny like 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1]
Hoes get crunk for cheese, damn skippy
Like the bar kays and pay the little whippy
In they jazzy T's, bitches on they knees
Tryna make a nigga pay they ass to see a breeze
Hoes get crunk, for sho, for Gino
Steal from the strill, these bitches is on the pole
One on tope, but one down low
Ask them hoes if bout to to take it to the floor, HA
[Verse 2]
This one for the playas, this one for the g's
This one for the thugs that ride them gold d's
X's and O's, wanna fuck these hoes
Talkin bout they closed, you know how it goes
Hit the club just to see ya little ass
Every nigga in the club got cash
Smokin weed, sippin hin, gettin drunk
Pop that pussy and getta nigga crunk
[Chorus 4]
I say them niggas wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang - (repeat 2X)
[Chorus 2] - repeat 4X
[Chorus 3] - repeat 1X
[Verse 4]
You knew it all along, my pussy was hot
Everytime you licked the cat, it was like a fuckin hot
Now I cant getcha to leave me alone,
small dick ass nigga, take yo ass home
I thought you could fuck, but I had no luck
Stupid ass nigga, you just fucked my day up
The way to make it better, all good and fat
get down on yo knees, and lick the cat
Spend some spend some (C

(Chorus)
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
(Verse 1)
I'm gonna stand there and protest, my nerves is bad
And say I gave a weddin 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 is blurry
Easy 12 on the right you bust a left in a hurry
(Verse 2)
We ridin and drankin rollin blunts and smokin
The car fogged up cause there ain't windows to open
The bass beatin the block down
They know when we rollin around
Leanin to the side cool and ridin through 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 then I got you (If you drankin then 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 muthafuckin gas station
Cuz I ain't with pushin this big ass muthafuckin car man
(Chorus)
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
(Verse 3)
We be smokin hella weed, my brother and me
For whatcha 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 count 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 4)
Get the swishin in, put the weed in
D-Roc get the gin, I'm 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 homie 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 muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
(Chorus)
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
Who we is? Ying Yang Twins
What's are names? D-Roc and Kaine
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
I got your back nigga, I got your back nigga
If anybody fuck wit you, then they gotta fuck with me nigga
(Verse 5)
Nigga better hold that tone, lookin great bat less grown?
Tryna 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)
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka
See me and my brother, stay crunk like no other
Stay high as a muthafucka, stay drunk as a muthafucka

[doctor Chris Olmen]
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?

[girl # 2]
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

[girl # 1]
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

[girl # 3]
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
In The Background You Know A Lil Keith Sweat, Something That's Got That Boom In It


[thanks To Keisha For These Lyrics]

(feat. Jacki-o)

I Hate Hoes
I Hate Hoes
I Hate Hoes
Ooooooh

[chorus:]
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

[d Roc:]
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!

[chorus:]
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

[kane:]
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

[chorus:]
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

[jacki-o:]
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

[chorus:]
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
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Bitch!



[thanks To Courtney (lilsink010@yahoo.com) For These Lyrics]
[thanks To Babygurl_2006@hotmail.com For Correcting These Lyrics]

[d-roc Talking]
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

[chorus]
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

[d-roc]
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

[chorus]

[countrie Biggz]
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

[homebwoi]
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

[chorus]

[b.g.]
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
You Can Tell I'm The Shit By The Way I Walk

[chorus]


[thanks To Bryan (canusaychamps@yahoo.com) For These Lyrics]

(feat. Pitbull)

[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 Huevo
Dale Huevo

[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
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 Must Be 2 Live For Your Crew
Hoe Get Down Get Low
I'm Crossing These Mammas Like Tic Tac Toe
Let's Ride Lets Go
Get Loose Get Crunk Get Drunk Get Blown
That's 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 Huevo
Dale Huevo

[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 Huevo
Dale Huevo

[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
Don't Tolerate That Talking
Bitch U Can Get To Walking
Patron Is Where I'm Gwaking
The Only Way That We Gon' Talk
If Your Breath Smells Like Mine
Girl Don't 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 Ain't 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 Huevo
Dale Huevo

[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


[thanks To Trinity (dymepimptress2287@yahoo.com) For These Lyrics]
[thanks To Qtwitabooty2469@aol.com, Bigjhay05@aol.com, Hazard0015@verizon.net For Correcting These Lyrics]

[doctor Chris Olmen]
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?

[girl #3]
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.

[girl #1]
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.

[girl #2]
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
Other And Pull My Motherfuckin Hair.


[thanks To Greg Landry & Riley Dewing (greglan@aol.com & Rileyd1993@aol.com) For These Lyrics]

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
thats what i said
everything is a reason
we lose and have dues its all season
u gotta be down for the cause when you come up out of them draws
dont 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
and like to ride a dick from the floor

Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy ocean
Row like eighteen wheeler
That hoe find but this hoe killer
She naked, she's soak and wet
She naked, soak and 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]
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 your camel starts to hurt
Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankle
Call that big bow jangle
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 we 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 stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: D-Roc]
Shake it like a dollar five or ten
But what would you do for a 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 part for the Ying Yang Twins
Sixteen bitches in thongs in one club
The home of the fifth rate bones and butts
??? 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]

[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 till dawn
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock till dawn
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 till dawn
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock till dawn
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 till dawn
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock till dawn
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 till dawn
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock till dawn
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?

(feat. Busta Rhymes, Missy Elliott, Lil Scrappy, Free)

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 Porno 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!


[thanks To Kex28@yahoo.com, Teenspiritchick1@aol.com, Kjg15_2005@yahoo.com For Correcting These Lyrics]

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.
You Heard It Here First On W.y.a.n.g.


[thanks To Greg Landry & Riley Dewing (greglan@aol.com & Rileyd1993@aol.com) For These Lyrics]

What it is
Most us women we just good at what we do
But what ya need to remember is
Don't do what we do
You do what we tell you to do
Come on
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin Ass.
Thats why a Bitch be naggin.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Wah wah wah wah wah
When you get here Ill be gone.
Ill always know I shoulda left ya ass alone.
Thats why a bitch be
This is for them Niggas who be fuckin' they feelings.
Girls dont get ya self caught up in the mess.
Cuz half of them poppin- the rest of them fixed.
Y'all, 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!
I'ma tell you what I cant stand,
Is when I end up with a half ass man.
Gotta be like momma hold his hand.
I treat you like shit,
Cuz thats all you under stand.
All you care about is hoes & and them clothes & them shows.
Commin home 3 and 4 every night.
Aint got nan nother time,
Talkin to me outta line,
When ya boys run you always wanna shine.
uh.
[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin Ass.
Thats why a Bitch be naggin.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Wah wah wah wah wah
When you get here Ill be gone.
Ill always know I shoulda left ya ass alone.
Thats why a bitch 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 shit ,
If you wanna go jit, go get, go skit, mother fuckin' go for it.
You dont think I understand,
I aint give up everything fo you to be playin
Oh you think you slick when you tell me she only ya friend.
Damn right I'ma trip.
Nigga where you been.
Hold Up!!!
What you talkin bout throwin them blows.
I got dem Bs and dem blows,
What you want all 4.
Cuz you use to them fake ass hoes.
Use to them broke ass lows, go down hoes.
Ill be goin in on ya ends w/ 10s.
On ya dub.
So show ya girl love.
Im 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 ass.
Thats why a Bitch be naggin.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Wah wah wah wah wah
Where Ill be gone.
Ill always know I shoulda left ya ass alone.
Thats why a bitch be
Look now you know it all about your loot *n*
Dont be gettin mad at me and actin stupid.
I aint the one to be on the phone.
Imo hit tha streets,
I aint stayin home alone nigga.
Im Gone
Yea Im wit another friend.
And he got dividens.
And he drive a BIG BLACK BENZ.
You aint lookin & stickin & suckin up on nothing.
We aint all that
Huh
Stop Frontin.
What's a damn shame is youz a mini-mi TRICK.
Aint never hand no love for no bitch.
Niggas cuz they hoes to me.
Im only wit you because I CHOSE to be.
But now Im on my way up out tha door.
Do I wanna think about it?
Hell No!!!
You Shoulda thought about that before.
I gotta leave you alone.
And Imo take everything in the home,
But the dog and the BONE
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 Ass.
Thats why a Bitch be naggin.
[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Wah wah wah wah wah
When you get here Ill be gone.
Ill always know I shoulda left ya ass alone.
Thats why a bitch be
[Music Till End]
Nag that BIOTCH
Come on
Nag...

[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]

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
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (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

Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

Smokin' weed by myself, drinkin' Henn by myself
Fuckin' 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 by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

Smoke by myself, drink byself
Fuck by myself, cuz I was born by my goddamn self
Fuck, run and train, that shit laid
I'd rather be one-on-one with a bitch came right
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 off to get drunk on a pepsi
Up, thats it, we 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...

Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for real (By my goddamn self)
For real (By my goddamn self)

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)
Went down to the jukebox...

[scream]
Collipark, eeeeh
Chill! Yoh!
Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones Jones!
Eeeeh...
I'd like to part baby, yo, you killed it on this one man, uhuh
Chill!
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,

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
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 delit, 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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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 kick it 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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 3]
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
Bam bam bam bam
Wham wham
I tought I taw a puttycat

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 XTC
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

[Chorus]
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
Badd bitch

Ying Yang, we done done it again
And put it on the map like Hanh
Put it on the map like Hanh
[Chorus]
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playin
All around the world, is what they sayin
Think we aint crunk, they think we playin
All around the world, is what they sayin
Hanh (Hanh) Hanh (Hanh)...
[Verse 1]
Took a pen and a paper, and we spit on some game
And flip the script and got the world start screamin our names
Ying Yang in this thang and its evident
(You don't really like us nigga?) You irrelevant
We brought hands to the game and we takin 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
[Verse 2]
We been around the globe, done seen the world
Now we still make jingles fo tha boys and girls
And they like when a nigga say Hanh (Hanh)
Play a nigga song like Hahn (Hanh)
Cause we keep comin wit tha shit ya like
I say you god damn right, you god damn right
Niggaz stay crunk like Hahn (Hanh)
Nigga off the chain like Hanh
Kane bring it back now (Hanh)
[Verse 3]
Niggaz in the club like (Hanh)
Bitches in the club like (Hanh)
We roll on dubs like (Hanh)
We straight throw it up like (Hanh)
Go slow like (Hanh)
Hit tha flo like (Hanh)
Ho, drop that shit to tha flo' like (Hanh)
Pop it till ya can't no mo' like (Hanh)
Say them boys is out of control (Hanh)
We gon' crank this bitch till it flow
[Verse 4]
Say Hanh (Hanh)
If you feel it muthafuckaz say Hanh (Hanh)
If you don't give a fuck say Hanh (Hanh)
Aint no Kool-Aid in yo cup say Hanh (Hanh)
Drank this muthafucka up like Hanh (Hanh)
We gon have a ball and party like its Mardi Gras
Even if ya on the wall, just clap ya hands
Ying Yang in this thang like Hanh
(Sucky, sucky, sucky, sucky...)
[Verse 5]
We was on Soul Train screamin Hanh (Hanh)
On 106th Park screamin Hanh (Hanh)
We was on Spring Bling screamin Hanh (Hanh)
We was on the basement screamin Hanh (Hanh)
When we in yo city, we gon' scream Hanh (Hanh)
When you aint wit us we still gon' scream Hanh (Hanh)
All these years we gon' scream Hanh (Hanh)
Even next year we still gon' scream Hanh (Hanh)
[Verse 6]
When we take the description of the song
Just cuz we make it a jingle
That don't mean its a get along
See we make it like this
So you can learn it quicker
And find out why we aint 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 wishin that the crowds would feel 'em nigga
The way me and my mans and them nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
[Verse 7]
Scream Hanh (Hanh)
Till you can't no more
After that start stompin da flo
Kinda like you got da holy ghost
Get crunk, start doin ya thang
Get up, start doin ya thang (Hanh)
[Chorus]
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playin
All around the world, is what they sayin
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playin
All around the world, is what they sayin
Hanh (Hanh) Hanh (Hanh)...
[Verse 9]
Ying Yang we done, done it again
Put it on da map like Hanh
[Chorus]
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playin
All around the world, is what they sayin
Think we ain't crunk, they think we playin
All around the world, is what they sayin
Hanh (Hanh) Hanh (Hanh)...

[doctor Chris Olmen]
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 Im Gonna Post Question #1 Right Now.

[girl #1]
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.
Hes A Nigga That Knows What He Doing.
Cause I Aint Trying To Teach No Nigga.

[girl #2]
I Like A Dude Rockin Some Tims, A White Tee Off A Tee Hat With That Confidence Thats Makin His Way Over
To Me Like Im The Only 1 In The Room.
Oh, And Dont Come To Wit Does Played Out Lines, Whats 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.

[girl #3]
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.
Step To Me And Sniff My Urban Essense, Put His Lips Up To My Ear Snd Whisper Exactly What He Wants From Me.


[thanks To Greg Landry & Riley Dewing (greglan@aol.com & Rileyd1993@aol.com) For These Lyrics]

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 its 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
Snappin my pic

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)

[intro: ying yang twins]
Oh!
Okay, Okay, Okay, Ahhh
Hey I'm tryin to get crunk
See 'em

[Chours: ying yang twins]
Tell 'em how we goin come(CRUNK)
Tell 'em why they don't want none(CRUNK)
tell 'em why they better run(CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK crunk
Stand up and get crunk(CRUNK)
Stand up aand get crunk(CRUNK)

[Hook: Ying Yang TWins]
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)

[Verse 1: Ying Yang Twins]
Crank it up, thats what we gonna do
Crank you up, me and my brother we came to get CRUNK
We won't stop (nope) we keep on coming cause
We won't quit, thats why we keep bringin hits

[Verse 2: Ying Yang Twins]
We droppin' 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)
In Two thou. they was'nt playin' our deal
But we came on back, cause we needed to win
We jumped out like a jack and a russel
Like I added with a fag doing sack in my sock

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[Talking: Ying Yang Tiwns]
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Ladies and Gentlemen
If you haven't had enough
You better hide yo' lunch
Cause we bout to eat that ass up

[Ying Yang Twins]
CRUNK CRUNK CRUNK CRUNK
CRUNK CRUNK CRUNK CRUNK
Eat they ass up (Oh!) x8
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Stand up and get crunk
Stand up and get crunk

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Homebwoi]
People all over 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 Homebwoi
Now that I'm up in my zone boy
Pack up I'm sendin' you home boy
Take you up outta the dome boy
If you did'nt know you should of known boy
Should've thought about changin your tone boy
Better not let us catch you alone boy
Crack heads like we made of stone boy
When we come out you better be gone boy

[Chorus]

[Hook] nd get crunk(CRUNK)

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

[murphy Lee]
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)

[fat Joe]
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

[fatman Scoop]
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

[jackie O]
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

[juvenile]
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

[bg]
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

[d-roc And Kaine (ying Yang Twins)]

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
Tremble Like A Vibrator


[thanks To K4u2cn03@aol.com For These Lyrics]

All this freaky ass shit
niggaz all those hoes, police, bustaz, everything(i so so tired)

Walk around town like im lost
sittin in the house like a log
nigga had to find something wrong
playa wanna shine thats all
no henns wanna twine with minds so small
Nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga please
hatas all around me
let a nigga breathe
what a nigga say at the slip of the lip
man fuck that bitch nigga grip and
talkin bout a nigga like a ho
what they wanna hate me fo
when a nigga step through the door
conversastion get low
with these type of niggaz i dont need no
co-munication
cuz playa haitian
thats so e-relavent
bitch mothafucker that hate
im thinkin bout writin a letter to the president

livin in the land of the lost
nigga dont sleep too good
lookin fine then all from stress that can
we'll would should probally could
make a nigga ass go insane
stay smoked out all day mary-jane
niggaz be tryin to make me strain
hataz wanna wear the chain of my brain
get a nigga mind of track
and worry bout u gimmie my shit back
all over here u need to stay over there
u got ur own stay out of my hair
niggaz and bitches is both the same
they lie, steal, cheat, fuck, suck, trick and
all this women in ur face with i love shit

[hook x2]
(im tired)
fake booty boot bust ass niggaz all around me
(i'm tired)
hoes hoes hoes is all i see
(i'm tired)
wont yall get the fuck on and leave me alone
(i'm tired)
niggaz get gone
(i'm tired)
bitches get gone
(i'm tired)

mothafuckers come around my face
mouth got a bad ass taste
why that mothafucker wanna hate?
need to get out my way
let a mothafucker come through
do what the fuck i gotta do
this dont concern you
im tryin to handle my bid-ness
get on the good foot
need to jump on the bandwagon
not sand baggin
cuz everybody tryin to get rich
buy a new house and shit
make our way out the hood
like everybody should
but you up to no good
tryin to bring a nigga down
spreadin lies around town
nigga like a fuckin clown
it only make you look bad
everybody jumpin your ass
it just make me laugh
make a nigga move on
made me write this song
now im in the fuckin zone
the list goes on and on
but they say two wrongs
never made no right
it just make it worse
i addressed it first
thats why i wrote this verse
convisated to her
im bout tired this shit
nigga u let the shit go
quit actin like a fuckin ho
nigga its time to grow
if u do it will show

(im tired, so so tired)
niggaz all those hoes, police, bustaz, everything

[hook x4]
(im tired)
fake booty boot bust ass niggaz all around me
(i'm tired)
hoes hoes hoes is all i see
(i'm tired)
wont yall get the fuck on and leave me alone
(i'm tired)
niggaz get gone
(i'm tired)
bitches get gone
(i'm tired)

I'm tired (Repeat a whole lot)

Yeah, (ohhh), we got the hood rats 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 Methron
But of course, it's the Ying-Yang Twins
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that's the way I like it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Forget about that Summer we stretched straight thuggin it up
In the tongue bath world we was loving it up
I've been told by the eye we were holding each other
To the room, sexual, of the Isley Brothers
Sippin' Alazez and Hennessee, straight thug passion
Licking nipples, got you gigglin', so you started to laugh
And now it's getting so erotic baby
All of a sudden so I'm kissing on your body baby
Admit it babb
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's got me really hot
And I'm loving the way you lick me though
Do it little daddy, let your tongue take control
You got me shaking like hell when you're licking my toes
From the top to the bottom, make your tongue roll
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
Anyway you want it, I'm with it
I just wanna get up in it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get enough
A tongue bath, from the back
Oh yes, that'

Sound Off

(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)
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 its 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
Thats 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
Dont 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 be