Ying Yang Twins Album

Ahhhhhh shit yall know what the shound of that is...
Thats the sound of them braves, them alanta niggas in this bitch once again
Its the mother fuckin' Ying Yang Twins
And it's a new year nigga, and you know its your dawg beatin ass formally known
as dj smurf
And since it is a new day for us I want yall to get to know these niggas
personaly
I know yall know the twins as a group but yall dont know them niggas
individually
So right about now ima put yall up on what the deal is right now
First up you got this nigga D Roc this nigga stay drunk 20 outa 24 hours of the
day, this
Niggan might fall out the mouth and say anything to ya, so if your a sensitive
ass bitch or a
Sensitive ass nigga dont come round this nigga cause this nigga slick out the
mouth ya know
What im sayin'
Next off we got this nigga Kaine
Little short grouchy motherfucka'
This nigga smoke more than a lil bit, you know what im sayin'
This nigga aint full of bullshit, so if you around this nigga with that stupid
shit he gon
Get you up off him ya know what im sayin
So right about now with out further ado I wanna bring yall up into our world
This is the Me and My brother MIP, ya know what im sayin'
Yall gon get to know these niggas fur real, you gon respect this pimpin' nigga

ATL in this bitch, colipark record, Ying Yang Twins beatin ass
Ohhh MY god its goin' down nigga

[INTRO]
Ying Yang, we done done it again
and put it on the map like hahn!
......
Put it on the map like hahn!

[Chorus]
Think we aint crunk, they think we playin'
All around the world, is what they sayin'
[repeat 2x]
Hahn (Hahn)
[repeat 8x]

[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 dont really like us nigga?) You irrelevent
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 boyz and girlz
and they like when a nigga say hahn (hahn!)
Play a nigga song like hahn (hahn!)
Cause we keep comin wit tha shit ya like
I say you god dam right, you god dam right
Niggaz stay crunk like hahn (hahn!)
Nigga off the chain like hahn, Kane bring it back now (hahn!)

[Verse 3]
Niggaz in the club like (hahn!)
Bitches in the club like (hahn!)
We roll on dubs like (hahn!)
We straight throw it up like (hahn!)
Go slow like (hahn!)
Hit tha flo like (hahn!)
Ho, drop that shit to tha flo like (hahn!)
Pop it till' ya can't no mo like (hahn!)
Say them boyz is out of control (hahn!)
We gon' crank this bitch till' it flow

[Verse 4]
Say Hanh! (hanh!)
If you feel it motherfuckers say hahn! (hanh!)
If you dont give a fuck say hanh! (hanh!)
Aint no koolaid in yo cup say hanh! (hanh!)
Drank this motherfucker up like hanh! (hanh!)

We gon have a ball
And party like its Mardi Gra
Even if ya on the wall
Just clap ya hands
Ying Yang in this thang like hanh!

[Verse 5]
(sucky [x23])
We was on Soul Train screamin hanh! (hanh!)
On 106 nd Park screaming hanh! (hanh!)
We was on Spring Bling screaming hanh! (hanh!)
We was on the bassment screaming 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 dont mean its a get along
See we make it like this
So you can learn it quicker
And find out why we concerned wit niggaz

The twins and we quicker a lil nigga
We quicker to drug nigga
We jump up on a stage nd kill a nigga
They wishin that the crowds would feel em nigga
The way me and my mans and them nigga [x4]

[Verse 7]
Scream hanh! (hanh!)
Till you cant no more
After that start stomping da flo
Kinda like you got da holy ghost
Get crunk, start doin ya thang
Get up, start doin ya thang (hanh!)

[Verse 8]
Think we aint crunk, they think we playin'
All around the world, is what they sayin'
[repeat 2x]
Hahn (Hahn)
[repeat 8x]

[Verse 9]
[DJ scramble] Ying Yang we done done it again
[DJ scramble]Put it on da map like hanh!

Think we aint crunk, they think we playin'
All around the world, is what they sayin'
[repeat 2x]
Hahn (Hahn)

f/ Trick Daddy

[Intro (Airplane taking off in background)]
Miiiaaammmmiiii... [echo]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)

[Verse One - Trick Daddy]
Half step pussy ass nigga
Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me don't feel like doofin' I feel like shootin' FOOL!
And I don't like your atitude
You do shit that dem hoes on a rag'll do
Ol' faggot, you better watch your mouth
Fo' I be in front yo' house, when yo' ass come out
Ol' bitch ass, hold another nigga dick ass, BITCH ASS, NIGGA!
Keep lookin' at a nigga like you gonna tell somethin'
I'll fuck around and, kill ya!
So now that you set you ready, YO!
If this shit get silly I'm lettin' it go
First scrito in the front seat
You ever come my way, it's gon' be gunplay
HEEEYYY.. I ride wit' a AK, get high and spit five out the AK
Ok, let a nigga play and watch T-Double-D knock ya ass of the free seat
All my Dade County Chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before

[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)

[Verse Two]
Ying Yang and the T-Double-D
We, in this motherfucker crunk in this motherfucker
And our niggaz wit' a Miami boy
And I still like to play wit' my Tonka toy
I'm a Toys R Us kid, yes I is
You can't be serious, yes I is
You think I'm playin' than ask my brother
You still don't believe me than ask my mother
Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun
Have fun wit' my gun, have sex wit' my gun
And I don't put a motherfucker out for fun
'Cause I ain't funna' get ya ass tryin' to run
I'ma bust one time, bust two times
And the third time yo' ass is mine
Go down for the count, "He can't get up!"
DAMN! he fell and he can't get up!

[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)

[Verse Three]
You a soft mo'fucka, kind of gay mo'fucka
If you mad 'cause you like you never had mo'fucka
Fuck yo' ass mo'fucka, that's the past mo'fucka
And I know the fact make ya mad mo'fucka
It iiiss.. what I thought nigga think it ain't
For reeeaall... you lame and we off the chain
And the T-Double-D, we bolo
FUCK hoes niggaz ride by my Dolo
Get the keys to my car, and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for a itty bitty pretty that could hold a sin

[Bridge]
We smokin', and ridin'
Don't tell nobody be quiet
Might cut it lil' butt it
Can't let this shit get done

[Hook]
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
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

Ayyy yup

[D-Roc (x2):]
285 sip 75 75 south 75 to the turnpike

[Kaine:]
Take that shit to the bottom, bottom [x2]
Just take that shit to the bottom,bottom
Take that shit to the bottom,bottom

[Chorus - Kaine (x2):]
If you don't give a fuck
Put yo middle fingaz up
Aint no kool-aid in my cup
Gimme that Grey Goose (that grey goose)

[Verse 1 - Kaine:]
This here for my alcoholics
What's that drink grey goose they call it
A big ol glass wit a bird on the bottle
A nigga wanna get more drunker so he swallow
Back up, buy two coronas, you'll tell an ugly bitch in tha club you want her
Gonna drink mo liquor than a drunk, get crunk
Til a nigga breath smell like skunk (Hanh!!)

[D-Roc:]
Drankin everyday like gasoline in the car, you can find me at the bar
Or the liquor stoe, to get some mo grey goose so I can wet my throat
Walk up in the store, grey goose right there
How much that is, let me get that there
Put yo middle finga up if you don't give a fuck
Tilt yo head back, now finish the cup

[Chorus - Kaine (x2)]

[intro - D-Roc (x2):]
Y'all niggaz ain't crunk
Y'all niggaz don't bump
Y'all can't blow out the trunk
Y'all niggaz ain't crunk

[Verse 2 - Kaine:]
Alcohol seepin outta your pores
Smellin like a liquor bearer steady talkin to whores
Say that nigga so drunk, he'll fuck the floor (fuck the floor) fuck the floor
When the day start a liquor in tank
That nigga can't get a bitch, its like he ready to fight
But the goose got him loose so he don't give a fuck
He just whip it to the bar to get another cup

[D-Roc:]
I drink grey goose, call me the ugly duckling
You ain't put in on this, you ain't drankin nothin
I drink by my goddamn self
Ima get drunk by my goddamn self
Turn up the bottle, drink it cowboy style
Sweatin like a motherfucker buck ass wild
Put your middle finger up, if you don't give a fuck
Tilt ya head back, now finish the cup

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3 - Kaine:]
G, gotta grab a bottle of that sheeit
R, right back at it with my click
E, everybody drunk then a motherfucker
Y, yall stay drunk than a motherfucker

[D-Roc:]
G, mean that ya gotta be grown
O, ya gotta put a cup on yall
O, outrageously drunk
S, see I got something in my cup
E, everybody gettin fucked up

[Kaine:]
But buddy on tha floor torn up
Of that goose get ya loose, and known to fuck up a crew [x2]

If you, If give a fuck now
If you give a fuck, give a fuck now
If you, give a fuck, give a fuck now

(feat. Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)

[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins & Lil' Jon]
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skit so much they call her Billy Ocean
Roll like eighteen wheeler
That hoe fine but this hoe a killer
She leakin, she's soak and wet
She leakin, 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]
Pussy poppin, till you percolate
First booty on duty no time to wait
Make it work, with your wet t-shirt
Bitch you gotta shake it till ya calf muscles hurt
Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankle
Call that bitch bojangles
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose for real

[Verse Two: D-Roc]
Five dollars get your ass a table dance
If you got ten then bring a friend
Hoe shake your ass to the song then
If you ain't with it then well gone then
We ain't no boys we grown men
If you ain't gone dance then don't then
Why you wanna waste a niggaz song
then see your ass down doin nothin

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Lil' Jon]
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then drop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then drop (aaww shit!)

[Chorus]

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

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

[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

[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

[No lyrics]

[Kaine]
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer

[D Roc (Kaine)]
I'm kinda antsy in my mothafuckin pants
The average bro might not understand, bitch I'm a man (Man!)
And I mean it from the heart
I just hate it when you make your lips part
All you do is (nag, nag, nag)
Make a nigga (mad, mad, mad)
Gotta smoke me a (bag, bag, bag)
To keep from kickin yo' (ass, ass, ass)

[Hook]
I need mo' weed
Just to smoke, so I can calm my nerves
Say I need, mo' weed
Just to smoke, so I can calm my nerves
Yaeey!

[Kaine]
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer
The nerve calmer

women always talkin about what men do,
we dont never talk about what women do...
at least till now
c'mon

every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my ass
I’m tired of listening to you nag

[2x]
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that bitch alone
Now I’m stuck wit naggin'

This is for then fella’s who be mess round with them women
and you get your heart caught up in the mix
cause your love touch what’s up her dress
and never played attention
cause you didn’t think the girl would start tripping
shawty flip the scripted
start saying all type of stuff out of her lips
and let me tell you what I cant stand
when a women play the role of a man
talking to a fellow like you got to hold his hand
treat me like a sped
like he lack to understand
I know you know I ain’t gone go for the short jacking all the time
talking to me out of line broad
truly you done lost your mind
you gone mess round and get me some time

every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my pants
got to listen to you nag

[2x]
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that bitch alone
Now I’m stuck in game

A lil more grip a lil less lip
before I pack my bag on you girl and dip
and a point of no return and you made it that way
buy the stuff that you say in and out everyday
hope you paying attention cause i got to mention
dissin me in front of your friends
trying to get a lil laugh in your crack in
I want to beat the **** in
hide behind your fake lil grin with your fake lil friend
use to then fake lil men
really ain’t no man but you like how he pretend
I’m going to keeping sipping my Hen and smoking my herbs
and I’m going to need a lot of grill cause of your nagging girl
the way you talking absurd
getting on my nerves
all in my ear about to make me hit the curve

every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my pants
got to listen to you nag

[2x]
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that bitch alone
Now I’m stuck in game

One day I got shot by cupid
this was when this relationship went stupid
we was talking on the phone to long
never act her age she was always gone
telling me you out with your friends
find out later on you with your other men
you ain't nothing but a dividend
say you cut, cut but you ain't getting nothing
that’s a shame and to hear its like this
and I ain’t got love for you trick
shoo fly don’ bother me
will i get back with her probably
then I thought about it I wont
do I really want you I don't
the headache i really don't want
so I’m going to leave her a lone
cause I can do bad on my on
that's why she gone

every now and then you get mad
sometime I make you sad
make you want to say kiss my pants
got to listen to you nag

[2x]
She talking to me like I’m dumb
I should have known (should have known)
should have left that bitch alone
Now I’m stuck in game

Now, this isn’t a song disrespectin women,
This is a song that Ying Yang made
For every man that eva walk on God’s green Earth

Yo attitude stank sometime
So sit on that
Haaaaaaaaaaa

What it is most us women we just good at what we do
but what yall needa remember is dont do what we do
you do what we tell you to do
c'mon

[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.

[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always known I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…

This is for them Niggas who be swearin’ they aint catchin’ no feelings.
Girls don’t get ya self caught up in the mess.
Cuz half of them poppin’- the rest of them flex.
Yall….. better pay attention.
Flaw gone put yall up on a lil’ pimpin’.
Listen…. When they flip the script.
You charge it to the hip & you take it to they whip.
Yea!
Ima tell you what I can’t stand,
Is when I end up with a half a$$ man.
Gotta be like momma hold his hand.
I treat you like shit,
Cuz that’s all you under stand.
All you care about is hoes & and them clothes & them shows.
Commin’ home 3 and 4 every night.
Ain’t got nan nother time,
Talkin’ to me outta line,
When ya boys run you always wanna shine.
Yea.

[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.

[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always known I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…

Get money, grip, keep ya jewels & ya chick on the side.
In Ya club, w/ ya dubs, and ya chromed out ride.
In yo E, off ya go shit ,
If you wanna go jit, go get, go skit, muh-fuckin go for it.
You don’t think I understand,
I ain’t give up everything fo you to be playinn’.
Oh you think you slick when you tell me she only ya friend.
Damn right ima trip.
Nigga where you been.
Hold Up
What you talkin’ bout throwin’ them blows.
I got dem B’s and dem blows,
What you want em all 4.
Cuz you use to them fake a$$ hoes.
Use to them broke a$$ lows, go down hoes.
I’ll be goin’ in on ya ends w/ 10’s.
On ya dub.
So show ya girl love.
I’m all in ya ear.
Cuz you smoking on that herb, and you bout to hit the curb,
and you getting on my nerves.
Shut Up.

[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.

[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…

Look now you know it all about your loot *n*
Don’t be gettin’ mad at me and actin’ stupid.
I ain’t the one to be on the phone.
Ima hit tha streets,
I ain’t stayin home alone nigga.
I’m Gone
Yea I’m wit another friend.
And he got dividens.
And he drive a BIG BLACK BENZ.
You ain’t lookin’ & stickin’ & suckin’ up on nothing.
“We ain’t all that”
Huh
Stop Frontin’.
Now it’s a damn shame you’z a mini-mi TRICK.
Ain’t never hand no love for no Bitch.
Niggas cuz they hoes to me.
I’m only wit you because I chose to be.
But now I’m on my way up out tha door.
Do I wanna think about it?
Hell No
You Shoulda thought about it before.
I gotta leave you alone.
And Ima take everything in the home,
But the dog and the phone.
Biotch

[Chorus Pt. I:]
Every now and then you get mad.
You treat me bad and it makes me sad.
Always in the Street Chasin’ A$$.
That’s why a Bitch be naggin’.

[Chorus Pt. 2 (Repeat 2)]
Whomp [x5]
When you get here I’ll be gone.
I’ll always know I shoulda left ya a$$ alone.
That’s why a bitch be…

[Music Till End]

“Nag that BIOTCH”

[No lyrics]