Ying Yang Twins Ying Yang in This Thang Lyrics

[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 p____ like you suppose to to
Shack that a__ like it - that's for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a n____ h____ like 2 Live Crew

[Verse 1]
Hoes get crunk for cheese, d___ skippy
Like the bar kays and pay the little whippy
In they jazzy T's, b____es on they knees
Tryna make a n____ pay they a__ to see a breeze
Hoes get crunk, for sho, for Gino
Steal from the strill, these b____es 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 f___ these hoes
Talkin bout they closed, you know how it goes
Hit the club just to see ya little a__
Every n____ in the club got cash
Smokin weed, sippin hin, gettin drunk
Pop that p____ and getta n____ crunk

[Chorus 4]
I say them n____s wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that p____, Ying Yang in this thang - (repeat 2X)

[Chorus 2] - repeat 4X

[Chorus 3] - repeat 1X

[Verse 4]
You knew it all along, my p____ was fire
Everytime you licked the cat, it was like a f___in high
Now I cant getcha to leave me alone,
small d___ a__ n____, take yo a__ home
I thought you could f___, but I had no luck
Stupid a__ n____, you just f___ed 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 (Come here)
Spend some spend some (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)

[Chorus 4] - repeat 2X

[Chorus 2] - repeat 4X

[Chorus 3] - repeat 1X

[Verse 5]
Lets keep it real, lets keep it real, now heres the deal
Some hoes be p____ poppin for a f___in happy meal
They phony, they direspect, they get neglect
They all up on the stage, it the mitch match sets
White top, pink drawers on, what in the f___ did they call you
Need ta go to the drawin board, you dont get the free award
What we like, juicy booty b____es, with the fat friends
Fake hoes get off the stage, and let the real hoes represent

Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)

[Chorus 4] - repeat 2X

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