't gon' lie I'm fucked up ,if we all die then we all sell, The only one thang gonna get us by and thats the ball game, 5 million on the crib 50 thousand
motherfucker, all skee skee 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
Taking your pretty wife life and sacrificing your seeds Indeed, we let him bleed for 50 G's Ship his body to the states, filled with 50 keys Please,
mo crunk(yup, yup) Here we come to get you,ya betta get crunk(ok,ok, ok) Here we come to get you, a lil bit mo crunk(yup, yup) (Verses 1-Ying Yang Twins
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
cuttin it down, cuttin' it down (Chorus) (D-roc) To the strip club hoe (strip club hoe!) dancin in the club taking off their clothes 20's, 50's, hundred
Get Low (Remix) Lyrics Chorus [Chorus: Ying Yang Twins + (Elephant Man)] Three, six, nine, damn your fine Move it till you sock it to me one
circle I'm not a hater nigga beside a bunch of chicken niggaz that +Duck Duck Goose+ You punks got a 50/50 chance of livin, you playin +Rock Paper Scissors+ I got twin
With VA and Detroit boys We're here to make noise We're here to make noise Nigga, we're here to make noise With VA and Detroit boys Come on, come on Twin
Yeah, yeah, uh, Collipark in the house Come on slick, we got Bun B (Bun B) Yeah, Ying Yang Twins Check it out, Collipark drop them beats That'll rock
Yeah (Yeah) Uh Colli Park in the house Slick we got Bun B (Bun B) Ying Yang Twins Check it out Colli Park drop them beats that'll rock ya world (Thats
street niggaz? Hold heat niggaz Fuck sweet niggaz, you'll get beat niggaz (Yeah) Now who out there wanna fuck around with me? You can come and get a fresh buck 50
you, or the thieves in the street Beat and mug you, build your tunnel under the rubble Come up on the other side eye to eye with the trouble Look at the Twin
D***, them ni**as tippin, look at the soup line. All day they be servin them 50 packs, Came to the table and count about 50 stacks, Caz i know somebody
playa Haters leanin' on the wall because when they get the gold And start to ball, they gonna have to fight us all to the end Playas get a glass and a set of twins
it You pussy motherfucker I'm from the city where they they tote glocks, chop rocks Ride spinnin' wheels and they'll steal ya car and send it to the chop-shop 50
's relapsing he's the only crutch i need the only god i need twins get in for free h'j'pneji whole truths halfway spoken footnote 20/20 spies incarcerate parentheses a 50/50
YO SHOE?S U WANNA TASTE ON MY SNICKER BAR ROUGH SEX BLASTIN MUSIC IN MY CAR I KNO THAT U LIKE BREETH AT EAZE U MAKE A NIGGA WANNA SPEND 50 G?S 'cause