Ying Yang Twins, Homebwoi, Da Muzicianz, Countrie Biggs , B.G. - The Walk lyrics

[Ying Yang Twins, Homebwoi, Da Muzicianz, Countrie Biggs , B.G. - The Walk lyrics]

Ey, this D-Roc from the Ying Yang Twins (yup)
And I got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie
And B gizzle to help me
Show y'all how to walk
This is a new dance, right
It's the ghetto electric slide
So y'all got to walk with me
I said wa walk with it, wa walk
With it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it

Walk with me now step with me now
Step right with me now
To the left with me now
From the front to the back
From the front to the back
From the side to the side
From the side to the side
Walk with me, step with me
Take a right with me, make a left with me
Wa walk with it, wa walk with
It, wa walk with it, wa walk with it

Get energetic and hyperactive
Then start it dancin then gon do the walk
Get energetic and hyperactive
Then start it dancing then gon do the walk
To the right, to the right
To the left, to the left
To the back, to the back
To the front, to the front
Now take some baby steps
Now take some baby steps
Now take some baby steps
Now take some baby steps
Now take some baby steps
Now take some baby steps
Now take some baby steps
To the right, to the left
To the right, to the left
To the back, to the front
To the back, to the front

Up in my pimp mode
Movin through the club in slow mo
Slow the slump down
Wit my arm hangin real low
Knowin somthing new
Cause they never see me move before
I might be a big nigga, but still clor rug
So come on shawty let go
To the fuckin dance flo
Let me see you shake it, pop that thang
Oh you a nasty ho make that thang walk slow
Come on take it to the flo
Walk wit me one time, yeah shawty make it low

Bizzle got the pistol
Put one in ya make ya whizza
Relocate your body part
Hey ya walkin like a crippa
When nigga be actin quicka
Pick her up, they start to tripa
Can't blast either nigga
Ass down to the whizza betcha got a isha
Blame your trick
My four people call their people
When ya say somethin bitch
See a ho, get a ho, fuck it blame one bitch
Atcha with your dick in my hand
My hand burnin

You know I walk wit a tip
And my jeans always sag
I don't have to wear a belt
My pistol hold up my pants
I'm a a original gangsta, cool as they come
Step in a club
Look around-would choose anyone
I bruise any nigga wanna go there wit me
Better know I go everywhere wit
That 4-4 wit me
I go in a strip club withcho ho wit me
Walk out wit to mo, ready to get busy
I'm whatever if it come to it
Like my idea just do it
More then half of you niggas
Sold a product and ran through em
Man I'm a fool with it i'm a beast with it
Beat the slave, grope em
Run in man I'm keep kickin it
And I'm knee deep in it and I hold it down
Born and raised in New Orleans
Lousiana-Uptown
I hit it how I live, it ain't just talk
You can tell I'm the shit by the way I walk

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