Fri-fri-friday. Fri-fri-friday. Fri-fri-friday. . See it don't really matter what yo' boss got ta say. We can't make ya mad. See it's pay day, you got double over time.
We gotta whole lotta ladies. And a whole lotta fellas. When you put em all together. They be ready whatever. Oh oh oh oh oh oh. . When you put em all together.
I had a partner named Courtney. Dead, pulled by a van, blood gone from his head. I had another partner named Terry. Dead, he tried to flee the scene before they hit 'em wit the left.
Hey, I went to school with them pussy ass niggas. They ain't worth shit. Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin. In that fucked up ass Pontiac.
Ah. Some of these niggaz dont know. what they in fo when they fuckin with. Some some of these niggaz dont know, what they in fo when they fuckin with.
Everybody in the club in the heat. Pussy get to poppin' when we holdin' the beat. Bitches throwin' up, they posin' hands. Ass keep poppin' out these female pants.
I don't give a fuck about these Nigga's or these hoes. Don't you ever, don't you ever. Make me spit on yo ass bitch!!! ahh-ha. . Verse One:. . Fuck them hoes, let 'em bounce.
Mary, Mary, my Mary. My Mary, Mary. My Mary, my Mary. My Mary. . Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin' collard greens. (Yes, indeed). Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin' collard greens.
Ying Yang, Wycelf, Collipark, let's go. . She fine, she fine. She heals, she mine. Black Barbie, I'm Ken. She got hundred men and boostin', yeah. . I ain't really tryin' to let you in.
(Chrous). Get Krunk. Straight up out the dirty (Right nigga we get you krunk). Goddamned you dont like this (Ying Yang in this thang betta lite cigars).
Mary, Mary, my Mary. My Mary, Mary. My Mary, my Mary. My Mary. . Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin' collard greens. (Yes, indeed). Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin' collard greens.
(Ying Yang). Centipede, Centipede. Centipede, Centipede. Centipede, Centipede. Centipede, Centipede(Ooh!). . I got a big booty bitch and her pussy pretty,.
Ok yeah A-t-l-a-n-t-a Atlanta niggas. A-t-l. Off the chain. A-n-t-a. G-A. Wuz up east side. Its going down baby (in the city in the city)x4 its going down.
Eh, yo, yo yo. This is Ying Yang Twins. With a ghetto public service announcement. Red light, red light. Stay by yourself, by yourself. . Smoke by myself, drink by myself.
Aw shit. let that pussy nigga write whats out. ah, that nigga dont know nothin 'bout us soldiers. what, what. . [Chorus 1] - repeat 2X. Test that nigga, rush that nigga.
Aw shit. let that pussy nigga write whats out. ah, that nigga dont know nothin 'bout us soldiers. what, what. . [Chorus 1] - repeat 2X. Test that nigga, rush that nigga.
[Intro: (Airplane taking off in background)]. Miiiiaaaaaaammmmmiiiiiiii.... [echo]. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
(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?.
Be ballin' G's we get buck. All ballin' G's just get crunk. Bitches let me see you ride that dick. Nigga you got ice than rock that shit. . Real niggas they don't hide they shit.
[scream]. Collipark, jeeeeh. Mike Jones! Mike Jones, Jones. Jeeeh.... Holla atcha Boy baby, yo, you killed it on this one man, uhuh. Chill!. We got Ying Yang Twins and Mike Jones in the house tonight! Yo yo..