Ying Yang Twins Album

All (all)
Good Things (things)
May come (come)
To end (end)

All (all)
Bad things (things)
Can't wait (wait)
To begin (gin)

All (all)
Good Things (things)
May come (come)
To end (end)

All (all)
Bad things (things)
Can't wait (wait)
To begin (gin)

Which will shall make u laugh
It shall make u cry
Wet can't leave the ground
Shall not greet the sky (ummm)
Which shall make u laugh
It shall make u cry (ummmmm)
Wet can't leave (ummm) the ground (ummm)

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

(feat. Adam Levine of Maroon 5)

[Intro: D-Roc]
I know what you go through
From me to you, I love you

[Verse 1: D-Roc]
From the nigga to the baller, never satisfied
So the money got you doing shit that'll fuck up your pride
You ain't a hoe, you just really trying to get by
Every day looking up at the sky
Sometimes, shit get so hard
It really have you bothered
First you sigh, then you cry
Up a whole puddle of water
Seem like this shit won't ever end
Merry go rounds to the whirlwinds
Waves turn to a hurricane
If you see joy, you got to see pain
Shit in the world ain't gonna ever change
Even when you die, it'll be the same
Now you due to them circumstances
Jars aren't counted so your forced to dance
Hoping and praying for a second chance
Just wanna put back on your pants
Walk out the club and throw up your hands
Tired of being disrespected by her man
Think this shit ain't right for you
Niggaz been yellin all night for you
Got in your mind what's best for you
Walk up to the club to tell them your through

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
She's stuck off in this little room
With nothing left to hold onto
Her life is in a little box
She's wondering will it ever stop?
The life of a stripper

[Hook: Girl]
I'm so sick and I'm so tired
Of these clubs, I keep crying
Every night, I wipe my eyes
Cause these years pass me by
I give up, I'm all in
My whole life is full of sin
This road is a dead end
I wanna live again

[D-Roc]
From the part where a child is torn from a mothers umbilical cord
No one really enforces that lifes gonna be hard
Which is kinda left up to the teachers
And the teachers leave it up to the preachers
the preachers ain't fillin' up the bleachers
It's the rappers
Sad, ain't it

[Verse 2: Kane]
It's what this girl ain't start, pretty fine little woman
Going to college, taking off her clothes for money
She gotta pay the rent, she got a little girl
Her baby daddy ain't shit, See what she dealin with?
But she gotta hold on (hold on)
Wanna leave the club alone (you dead wrong)
She gotta pay the bills but in the meantime
She like "fuck how she feel" living is real
So she back in the club again
Taking off her clothes again
Going to school, going to work, getting tiring
Lack of sleep but baby gotta eat
and these shoes on her feet
She got a test next week so she stressed
Ask god to give her a blessing, send her in the right direction
Her parents died when she was eight years old
And after that, she felt like she was all alone
But she got her grandparents and they raised her well
Keep going to school, take care of yourself
Getting hard, going to school and work in the club
And at the same time looking for love
She can't keep skipping for an occupation
In a minute, she'll be graduating
Make her wanna throw up her hands
Now she only wanna live again

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[No lyrics]

[Hook]
War, we at war (yea)
We at war (yea)
We at war (yea)
We at war (yea)
Gimme my rifle (unhunh)
Gimme my rifle (unhunh)
Gimme my rifle (unhunh)
Gimme my rifle (unhunh)

[Kaine]
Let's get this motherfucker back crunk
It's gone be me and my niggaz with hella triggers and a gat punk
To take back what we once had
Don't give a damn about them enemies
Send they ass to Baghdad
They put a nigga on the front line
But when it come to gettin' ahead
They put you way behind
And they think we supposed to take the minimum wage
They givin' us choices and makin' us think we free
When we still slaves
Every nigga got some thug in 'em
Every nigga got some love in 'em
Every nigga got a grudge in 'em
Every nigga got a mug in 'em
And every nigga bust a slug in 'em
And like the catfish we'll skin 'em (hanh)
Y'all niggaz ain't holdin my denim (hanh)
Check yourself (hanh)
I'ma drop yo ass off (yup) bitch (yup .....)
Soon as I loosen my motherfuckin' belt! YEA! HANH!

[Chorus]
(war we at war - *4X*)
1 for the money
2 for the thugs
3 for the projects
4 for the love
(gimme my rifle - *4X*)
Like micheal jackson they dont care about us and movin
Too fast always get you caught up like UGH
Them ghetto classics (ghetto)
Ghetto classics (ghetto)
Them ghetto classics (ghetto)
Them ghetto classics
I spent some time tryin to find just another piece of mind
Talkin bout....them ghetto classics (ghetto)
Them ghetto classics

[D-Roc]
We as black people done lost our mind (hanh)
It's really time to draw the line
Open up our eyes b4 we get left behind (hanh)
Let me tell you something bout hard times
When we used to walk or we didnt have license to drive

And 9/11 wasn't on our side
We didn't know how to read
We didn't know how to write
All we did was sing all day and all night (yea)
Then when they let us start learning y'all lose ya minds
Think y'all forgot about the earlier times
When martin luther king had a dream that one day we'd walk together
We really need to get it together
Kids stay in school
Learn all you can
Graduate
Go to college
Get knowledge
Then we shall overcome
Yes we can with the word and the faith I feel we can demand it
For real!

[Chorus]

[Kaine]
Hut 2 3 4 what the hell are we fightin' for?
Gas and oil
Relationships wasn't what you spoil
Thats why they got saddam
Hard time
Hoot (hoot)
Aim (aim)
Shoot (shoot)
Aint nuthin' but the young kids they recruit
(yup.....)
Is the ones that dont make it home in they suit

[D-Roc]
I drift away sometimes
Thinkin' how it could should would be
If everybody in the world was free
No crime nobody doin wrong
Everybody gettin' along
But when I step back to reality this world is tough
And thats why we at war
Killin' ourself over bullshit that we value more than
Life y'all people better get right
'cause

[Chorus]

Fade to end

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.

[No lyrics]

[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 I’m 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.
He’s a nigga that knows what he doing.
Cause I ain’t trying to teach no nigga.

[Girl #2]
I like a dude rockin some tims, a white tee off a tee hat with that confidence
that’s makin his way over
to me like I’m the only 1 in the room.
Oh, and don’t come to wit does played out lines, what’s your signs, what cha mix
with.
Ehh, If you honestly want me act like it, come in with some originality and in
that right moment if you
tell me the right thing and touch me the right way, you got me.

[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 and whisper

[Kaine- Verse 1] (D-Roc)
Hey how you doin lil mama? lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you sumthing that you might like to hear
You got a sexy *ss body and your *ss 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 f*ck, have your legs open all in da butt
Do it up slappin *ss cause 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 d*ck (Oooooooo!!!)

[Chorus- Kane] (D-Roc)
Ay b*tch! wait til you see my d*ck
Wait til you see my d*ck
Ay b*tch! wait til you see my d*ck
Imma beat dat p*ssy up
Ay b*tch! wait til you see my d*ck
Wait you see my d*ck
Ay b*tch! wait til you see my d*ck
Imma beat dat p*ssy up
Like be-yum, be-yum, be-yum, be-yum
Be-yum, be-yum, be-yum, be-yum
Be-yum, be-yum, be-yum, be-yum
Be-yum, be-yum, be-yum, be-yum
Beat the p*ssy up, beat the p*ssy up
Beat the p*ssy up, beat the p*ssy up
Beat the p*ssy up, beat the p*ssy up
Beat the p*ssy up, beat the p*ssy up
(Oooooooo!!!)

[Kaine- Verse 2] (D-Roc)
You fine, but I aint gone sweat ya
See I wanna f*ck, tell me whats up
Walk around the club with yo thumb in ya mouth
Put my d*ck in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet fat hoe's they dont spill sh*t
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
F*ck a b*tch on da counter make the
Plates fall Back
On the floor she aint screamin she a nut so they crack
Crack...crack
F*ck that bend over imma give you the d*ck

[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

[Girl Talking]
Hey You
You know you been talkin a lot of shit
Whisperin in my ear
Makin me feel all hot and bothered and shit
Makin a muthafucka horny
You say you can fuck
Prove it

[D-Roc]
Look bitch
You dun talked a whole lot of shit
But wait til you see my dick
I ain't really fo' the talkin game
You dun came in the room and started handlin thangs
First start wit brain
Then i'ma beat the pussy up
Hit it from the back
And beat the pussy up
Girl why you frontin d
Doin all that runnin
Be yo ass still
Long dick comin
Now ride on the dick like you was dancin in the club
He really love attention
So show him some love
Now come up slow and jus ride the head
Now drop down fast
Put it all in the air
Now turn ya ass around let me hit it from behind ya
Put big dick inside ya
I'ma hit it from the back while i'm pullin your hair
You climbin up the wall but i'm pullin your hair
Gettin freaky than a muthafucka sweatin
I'm all on you, you all on me
Fuckin like dogs
Me and shawty off of the wall
And I like the was she play with the balls
Shawty I ain't holdin nothin back at all
Ain't scared to put the mouf on the dick
She swallowed it
And she like it when a nigga be pullin her hair
Talkin nasty to her ass while i'm pullin her hair

[Chorus (Girl)]
Now that I got you in the bed
I'm gon pull yo hair
snatch yo ass up by the head
I'm gon pull yo hair
(Pull my hair, Pull it hard)
(Pull my hair, Pull it tight)
(Pull my hair, Come on baby)
(Pull my hair) [Moans]
(Fuck me daddy, Spank me daddy)
(Fuck me daddy, Spank me daddy)
(fuck me daddy, Spank me daddy)
(Fuck me... Shit)

[Girl]
Mmmmmm You like this
You wanna see what I have

[Kaine (Girl)]
Ay bitch
I'm talkin to you
(So tell me what you want me to do)
[Clears Throat] Looka Hear
[Moans]
Drop down on all fours like a dog
Now i'm lookin at yo ass 'fore I hit it
That pussy from the back
I'ma get it
I'm walkin over to you wit the rubel
(Ohhhh)
Yo ass in trouble
(Is it up high enough)
I dun called yo bluff
Fuck you til you cry
(Uhhhhmmmm)
I whispered jus to get ya in the bed
Now i'm finna pull yo hair on ya head
(Pull it)
Shouldn't have fucked wit me
Shoulda
If ya ass coulda ran you woulda
But you put dat there aside
That's how my dick got between yo thighs
Now let's all ride
I got a 10 foot pole
That'll go in yo hole
Take yo soul
Make nut come out yo nose
Fall all on yo clothes

[Chorus (Girl)]

[No lyrics]

(feat. Avant)

[Verse 1]
Listen baby, sometimes I know I be playin but set aside the bullshit, I'ma grown
ass man.
Whats to understand that I love to fuck, Can I hit it from the back or put ya
ass in a buck?
Screamin Shawty what's up, are we fuckin' are what, We aint got nothin to
discuss im simply tryin to bust nuts.
The temperatures risin', We reachin the bed, Ya eyes begin to roll in the back
of ya head.

[Verse 2]
Bangin' Headboards, The loud noise, The sound of you screamin.
Turn me on cus it sound like you singin'.
Sayin my name constantly, Sayin' daddy keep fuckin me.
Get it how you want it long as you keep lovin' me.
Put ya thing down,
Boom the bedroom do it right,
And it jus might be a long night, Alright,
Now be Quiet you dont want them to hear us outside,
let me get on bottom while you ride.

[Chorus]
Bedroom Boom, (Thats whats goin down tonight),
Bedroom Boom, (Let me do ya body right),
My bed will be boomin' for you... (boom boom)
Bedroom boom, (All between the sheets baby)
Bedroom boom, (I wanna drive you crazy),
My bed will be boomin for you.

[Verse 3 (Avant)]
It feels like heaven when were off in this room together.
I Can hear the music playin, then I hear ya voice sayin,
"Ohh daddy now jus give it to me right there." "Ohh baby, Take a handfull of my
hair."
Cus you like it rough (rough) cant get enough (nough).
Cus im the type of nigga thats gon fill you up, like a cup.
And make this love thing overflow,
I wont stop until ya body's tellin me so.
Sheets gettin' sticky from the strawberries and whipped cream,
If these walls could talk they would say this is one hell of a scene.
Now you movin ya body jus like a gymnist,
From the bed to the dresser, All type a' crazy shit.
Case is tellin me stories, Body's hot and so horny,
Hittin it from the rear, Wanna wisper somethin in yo ear. "I'm gonna love you
all night... I promise."

[Chorus 2]
Bedroom boom, (Bedroom boom!!)
Bedroom boom, (I can hear it baby!)
My bed will be boomin' for you, (We'll be Fuckin all night, yes..)
Bedroom boom, (Hittin yo body!)
Bedroom boom, (Like boom boom boom!)
My bed will be boomin' for you, (My bed will be shakin' til' the screws come
loose, while im off in it)

[Verse 4]
Boom goes the bedroom, Behind closed doors, And the bedroom depends on how far
things go.
You move slow or move fast when you off in that ass, But you hittin' that
mothafucker like everytime yo last.
Spread yo legs like a bald eagle, Work that back, Move like a snake when you do
dat dat.
Now be quiet, You dont want them to hear us outside.
Let me get on bottom while you ride.

[Verse 5]
You hotter than an album store, (Yea) Temptation got ya outta control, (Mmm
Hmmm), You tremblin' like you
out in the cold, You screamin' you cant take it no more. Beat the pussy so bad
we done fell on the flo.
(Can you believe it?) Throw our clothes in the kitchen and in the garage. All
this love is waitin for you
like im El' Depoge. See my dick stay hard. (Oh) And its gon stay cocked. (Yes)
If a bitch fuck wit me she
gettin her cherry popped.

[Chorus 3]
Bedroom boom, (This is serious business, Baby)
Bedroom boom, (What goes on in this room, So what baby..)
My bed will be boomin' for you, (Say Boom! boom!)

f/ B.G., Countrie Biggs, Da Muzicians, Homebwoi

[D-Roc talking]
Ey, this D-Roc from the Ying Yang Twins (yup)
And I got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie
And B. Gizzle to help me show y'all how to walk
This is a new dance, right
It's the ghetto electric slide
So y'all got to walk with me
I said wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it

[Chorus]
Walk with me now
Step with me now
Step right with me now
To the left with 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 with me, step with me, take a right with me, make a left with me
Wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it

[Verse 1: D-Roc]
Get energetic
And hyperactive
Then start it dancin
Then gon do the walk
Get energetic
And hyperactive
Then start it dancing
Then gon do the 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]

[Verse 2: Countrie Biggs]
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

[Verse 3: 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 with your dick in my hand
My hand burnin

[Chorus]

[Verse 4: 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 to mo, ready to get busy
I'm whatever if it come to it
Like my idea just do it
More then half of you niggaz
Sold a product and ran through em
Man I'm a fool with it
I'm a beast with it
Beat the slave, grope em, run in man I'm keep kickin it
And I'm knee deep in it and I hold it down
Born and raised in New Orleans, Lousiana-Uptown
I hit it how I live, it ain't just talk
You can tell I'm the shit by the way I walk

[Chorus]

(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 wanna bone 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

(feat. Mike Jones)

[Scream]
Collipark, hannnh
Chea! Yoh!
Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones Jones!
hannnh...
holluh atchu boi baby, you killed it on this one man, uhuh
Chea!
We got Ying Yang Twins and Mike Jones in the house tonight! Yo yo.
(all these piece)
Collipark and Swishahouse in this bitch,
check it out, yo yo,

[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 deadly, you can tell when she drop it
I either gonna hit her imma beat ass tight
I've seen her walk by me, damn near passed out
then crept up behind her, tell her it was time to
Let a playa like me get in that vagina

[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
B-am b-am b-am b-am
Wham wham
I tought I taw a puttytat

Shorty gettin' crunk not gettin' old
Love it when she take it to the floor
Make a booty roll take her clothes off
And she love smokin' weed
And she getting hella freaky on the ecstasy
Do her dance for me song after song
Shawty won't stop she goin' all night long
Now that's a girl who know what she want and like
She a schoolgirl by day and a stripper by night

[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

(feat. Teedra Moses)

Whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever
Like whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever

She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Yup
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good
Put that thang down

Hey how ya doin lil mama D Roc's my name
Let me introduce you to my brother kane
I am the ying and hes the yang
Lets sneak off and start handeling thangs
Lets make it to my room quick
Hey shorty wait till you see my dick
Let the dog just beat up your cat
Whisper in your ear shorty how you like dat

Pretty in the face thin in the waist got a nice ass right below that place
Tip drill grab that see i eat thur smooth as silk fine as wine shorty hope she
gotta walk behind get it a
Walk behind she like a lil more she puttin it down puttin it down

She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Yup
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good
Put that thang down

To the stripper (stripper)
Dancin in the club takin off they clothes
20s 50s hundred dollar bills
Making her move quick so you all her steal
We love dat
The way she drop it to the ground
Make dat booty go round and round
The way she dance she getting cash
Whisper in her ear i like dat

The only reason cuz you get paid
Yeah thats how you getting fed
I mean when a nigga break bread
Yeah i aint no jesus
And plus they need us
To quick to club
Like we dont give a f*ck

She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Yup
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good
Put that thang down

Whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever
Like whoa whoa
She on another level
Like whoa whoa
We ready for whatever

Listen here daddy im a grown ass woman
Why you acting like you scared
If you want it get up on it
Cuz if you ready for it just say that your ready for it
Baby cuz i am ready for whatever you ready for

She fine as a super model
Built like a coke bottle
Hips like handel bars
Shortys stopping all the cars
Yup
Put that thang down
Do it
Put that thang down
Get to it
Put that thang down
Shes good

f/ 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
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

[verse 1]
Up in the club
Fuck VIP
P to the I...I to the T
Ying to the Yang
Up in this thang
D to the roc
My Nigga Kaine
Up in the cut
Pouring it up
Rolling it up
Holding it up
Ain't her breast swollen or what?
Yes sir yes sir
Oh we gonna take it back like theives and foes
Nasty as I wanna be
That makes me 2 live for your crew
Hoe get down get low
I'm crossin these mammas like tic tac toe
Let's ride let's go
Get loose get crunk get drunk get blown
Thats right let's 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
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

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]
All the lil mamas all around the world
Shake that ass if you a nasty girl
Back that ass up says juvenile
Show a nigga some tities like girls gone wild
Tear off this clip of clothes, I wanna see you in the nude
You can keep on your high heel shoes
So follow me down to yellow brick road
Where niggaz 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 you 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
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

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
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa

[verse 3]
Take 'em out in cruise
Take 'em out all dressed
Is the realest true niggaz in the ATL
Yeah we break it down betta shake a booty hoe
And them hoes and the girl with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin
Bitch you can get the walkin
Patrollers is where I'm groaking
The only way that we are talkin
If your breath smells like mine
Girl don't give a fuck cause you fine
I diss 'em fo I kiss 'em
I pack 'em fo I stack 'em
So while we in the club betta get these girls
Cause on the streets there ain't no action

[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
Mentirosa
Dale juevo
Dale juevo

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
That ho's is fine but but but but this one's a killa

[Chorus]
They don't know how far back that we go (we go)
From riding skates, to riding 24's
From off the block husttlin to rockin shows
We done seen many bumps in the road
But still we remain, still in the game
Never worry, about them haters, that will never change
And I put this on everything babe
I am my brother's keeper

[Kaine]
Listen D-Roc, I know you don't think I care for ya
But at a drop of a dime I'll be there for ya
And anybody want to see us apart
We need to get rid ofthey ass man and thats from the heart
Pick 'em apart now that the ying yang twins got some ends
We seem to have plenty of friends
Excuse me then friend, let me borrow a stack
And when tomorrow comes don't ask me to borrow it back
If they cant do that they don't contribute to the answer
? ? from the ? serious as cancer
If I was JoJo dancer I would do the same thang
Not to let another man spark my flame
D-Roc is the ying, Kaine is the yang
But withoutthe both of us we ain't got a damn thang
Its me and my brother, my brother and me
All that you see on TV

[Chorus]

[D-Roc]
United states of Atlanta its still me and my brother
We done been through a lot but still kain I love ya
Blood, sweat, and tears, good days and bad
From the time you make me laugh you made me mad
I still got cha back but I'ma take ya way back
When we was sufferin just to get a nickle sack
Scraping up change trying to make 2 dollars or 3
To get some 99 cent hamburgers to eat
And then ride thorough atlanta in yo raggedy car
Back then we was some underground superstars
And these last 5 years we done put work in
Now the whole world know of the ying yang twins
Even though we don't spend time at home together
We hit the road and its like we never left each other
Now thats love. I love you til the day that I leave
So its still my brother and me

[Chorus]

[Kaine and D-Roc]
People of the world we must change our mind frame
And stay away from the con and mind games
Its hard to maintain and stay sane at the same time
Steady working hard but you barely gettin by
Trying to make a line between stress and peace
And Satan always gettin the best of me
My closest of kin, my best friend
Man we all in the struggle but you gotta remember I'm yo brother
Listen people you need to start helping yo brother
Helping yo sister, mama, daddy, children and all
Dont leave these babies out here all alone
They don't know whats going on
They don't know right from wrong
So when you see yo brother give him a hug
And a shoulder to lean on and don't leave him out here on his own
Cause times gettin hard these days
We at war amongest ourselves and we at war overseas brother

[Chorus]

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

(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 prono movie
Im groovy, like muthafuckin Austin,
Look at all the D bras and draws as im droppin

[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam,
Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Yo Free

[Free:]
Hey how ya doing little dirty
Let me whisper in ya ear
Tell ya some shyt you might like to hear
Got a nice little pu$$y
And my ass poke out
Automatically, I can ride a dick, no doubt
I'm known for getting all the haters mad
I can go slow but go crazy fast
I give amazing head
Backside a lil softer than a baby's ass
Now that's wild soft
I'll let a rich n!gga hit it on his golf course
I got a young dude open, that was my fault
I let him see me in my bra and my boy shorts
Now for the freaks in here, it's the remix
Puttin' down with the ying yang twins
Last night I fell in love with an O.G.
He crept up on me
And this what he told me
He said

[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam,
Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Bussa Buss Baby
Let me holla at ya Shorty

[Busta Rhymes:]
Before I put my cup on yo ass,
You lookin I could park my truck on yo ass,
Shorty you should go ahead and clap that shit,
With yo big ass makin me wanna slap that shit,
You know what jump in my ride and lets slide,
Ima beat up the puddy and cook it with a fish filet fry,
Now its time to make you open wide,
Like A diamond fuck like you aint got no pride,
I love it hard,
I take you and alana outside,
Fuck u off the edge of the bed landslide, dats right,
The way u freaky I wanna hangglide,
All on ur edge you tryin to give me head in my Roush,
Shhh, Wait, chill, shhh, quiet,
Let me finish tellin u wats goin on, okay,
The way u like to do it we can fuck to the song and Ima beat the pussy up till
its time to get gone,
And before I can end, wat I was sayin she was tryin to put me onto to her
friend,
I told her bring her,
Im warning you I once that said,
Wait til the both of you see my dick.

[Chorus:]
This is the wait remix,
This is the wait remix,
Hey Girl,
This is the wait remix,
Cuz u couldn't get enough,
Like Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam, Baam, Baam, Baaam, Baam,
Baam, Baam, Baam, Baam,
Couldnt Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,
Couldn't Get Enough,

[Missy Elliott:]
When I get up on the track ima talk a lot a shit,
Been a around the world I been seen plenty dicks,
Small ones, medium, grande baby,
One minute, two minute, no way baby,
Eat the nookie up, or eat the cookie,
I put the sugar on his tounge and that a shut em up,
I take my clothes down like its goin down, like a show down,
Show him I can go for 12 rounds on the cold ground,
Hey nigga let me slow it down,
Like a striper on the pole I can role it round,
Now who that there wanna tear da nookie up,
You betta pull out ya cash and put more then 50 up,
Cuz this here chick aint gonna let u beat it up, you betta pull out ya cash and
more then 50 up,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,
Wait till u taste my,