Ying Yang in This Thang lyrics

[Chorus]
Get to the floor, ain't no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me ya twurk sum'
Get to the floor, ain't no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me ya twurk sum'
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Pop that pus*y like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it - that's for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a n*gga horny like 2 Live Crew

[Verse 1]
Hoes get crunk for cheese, damn skippy
Like the bar kays and pay the little whippy
In they jazzy T's, b*tches on they knees
Tryna make a n*gga pay they ass to see a breeze
Hoes get crunk, for sho, for Gino
Steal from the strill, these b*tches 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*ck these hoes
Talkin bout they closed, you know how it goes
Hit the club just to see ya little ass
Every n*gga in the club got cash
Smokin weed, sippin hin, gettin drunk
Pop that pus*y and getta n*gga crunk
[Chorus]
I say them n*ggas wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pus*y, Ying Yang in this thang
I say them n*ggas wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pus*y, Ying Yang in this thang
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Pop that pus*y like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it - that's for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a n*gga horny like 2 Live Crew

[Verse 3]
You knew it all along, my pus*y was hot
Every time you licked the cat, it was like a f*ckin hot
Now I can't getcha to leave me alone
Small di*k ass n*gga, take yo ass home
I thought you could f*ck, but I had no luck
Stupid ass n*gga, you just f*cked 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]
I say them n*ggas wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pus*y, Ying Yang in this thang
I say them n*ggas wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pus*y, Ying Yang in this thang
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Pop that pus*y like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it - that's for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a n*gga horny like 2 Live Crew

[Verse 4]
Let's keep it real, let's keep it real, now here's the deal
Some hoes be pus*y poppin for a f*ckin happy meal
They phony, they disrespect, they get neglect
They all up on the stage, it the mitch match sets
White top, pink drawers on, what in the f*ck did they call you
Need ta go to the drawin board, you don't get the free award
What we like, juicy booty b*tches, 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]
I say them n*ggas wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pus*y, Ying Yang in this thang
I say them n*ggas wanna hate, it's all in the game
We gon make them pop that pus*y, Ying Yang in this thang