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Ying Yang Twins U S A United State Of Atlanta

you like your daddy then see your ass on A dead man walkin?, a deaf nigga listenin? A blind nigga lookin?, a crippled nigga flippin? No leg nigga runnin?, a

the streets of the ATL gettin the veiw of the public about the brian nichols case...excuse me miss whats your outlook?...well i personally think it's

slaves Every nigga's got some thug in him Every nigga's got some love in him Every nigga's got a grudge in him Every nigga's got a mug in him And every

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

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

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

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

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

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