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ying yang twins – what’s happenin lyrics

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miami
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

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

half step p-ssy -ss n-gga
why you lookin’ at a n-gga 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 att-tude
you do sh-t that dem hoes on a rag’ll do
ol’ f-ggot, you better watch your mouth
fo’ i be in front yo’ house, when yo’ -ss come out

ol’ b-tch -ss, hold another n-gga d-ck -ss, b-tch -ss, n-gga
keep lookin’ at a n-gga like you gonna tell somethin’
i’ll f-ck around and, k!ll ya
so now that you set you ready, yo
if this sh-t get silly i’m lettin’ it go
first scrito in the front seat

you ever come my way, it’s gon’ be gunplay
hey, i ride wit’ a ak, get high and spit five out the ak
ok, let a n-gga play and watch t double d
knock ya -ss 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 sh-t you n-ggas ain’t seen before

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

ying yang and the t double d
we in this motherf-cker crunk, in this motherf-cker
and our n-ggas 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 s-x wit’ my gun
and i don’t put a motherf-cker out for fun
‘cuz i ain’t funna’ get ya -ss tryin’ to run
i’ma bust one time, bust two times
and the third time yo’ -ss is mine
go down for the count, “he can’t get up”
d-mn, he fell and he can’t get up

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

you a soft mo’f-cka, kind of g-y mo’f-cka
if you mad ‘cuz you like you never had mo’f-cka
f-ck yo’ -ss mo’f-cka, that’s the past mo’f-cka
and i know the fact make ya mad mo’f-cka
it is what i thought n-gga think it ain’t
for real you lame and we off the chain

and the t double d, we bolo
f-ck hoes n-ggas 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

we smokin’, and ridin’
don’t tell n0body be quiet
might cut it lil’ b-tt it
can’t let this sh-t get done

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

boom, it’s on, b-tch n-gga we’ll rock yo’ room
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)
boom, b-tch what’s happenin’?
(what?)

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’ -ss
collipark music incorporated
this that next level right here, it’s that crunk party
all these n-ggas doin’ crunk music, we crunk party n-gga
be original wit’ it, hey man who really run the south?

- ying yang twins lyrics

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