What's Happenin! - Ying Yang Twins, Trick Daddy

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, hey

BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

I said BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(I-YUP!)

Half step pussy ass nigga

Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?

I got my big gun wit' me

Don’t feel like dukin', I feel like shootin', fool

And I don’t like your atitude

You do shit that them hoes on a rag’ll do

Ol' faggot, you better watch your mouth

'Fore I be in front your house when your ass come out

Ol' bitch ass, hold another nigga dick ass, snitch ass nigga

Keep lookin' at a nigga like you gonna tell somethin'

I’ll fuck around and, kill ya (Fuck around and kill yo' ass)

So on your mark, get set, get ready, YO!

If this shit get silly I’m lettin' it go

On Front Street or in the front seat

You ever come my way, it’s gon' be gunplay

And HEY… I ride wit' the AK

Get high and spit five out the AK

Okay, let a nigga play

And watch T-Double-D knock your ass off the free seat

All my Dade County Chevy boys

We drive candy toys and tote guns galore

And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy

And got shit you niggas ain’t seen before, huh

BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

+BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

I said BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(I-YUP!)

Ying Yang and the T-Double-D

We, in this motherfucker, crunk in this motherfucker

Atlanta niggas 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', then ask my brother

You still don’t believe me, then ask my mother

Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun

I fondle my gun, have sex wit' my gun

And I don’t pull that motherfucker out for fun

'Cause I ain’t finna' give yo' ass time to run

I’ma bust one time, bust two times

By the third time, your ass is mine

He’ll be down for the count, he can’t get up

Damn!

He’s fallen, he can’t get up

BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

I said BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(I-YUP!)

You a soft muh’fucka, and a fag muh’fucka

If you mad 'cause you like you never had muh’fucka

Fuck yo' ass muh’fucka, that’s the past muh’fucka

And I know the fact make ya mad muh’fucka

It is, what a fuck nigga think it ain’t

For real, you lame and we off the chain

Ying and the T-Double-D, we BOLO

Fuck hoes, niggas, ride by my dolo

Get the keys to my car, and I jump in

Hit the liquor store, buy my cigars and gin

Get drunk and I’m off in the wind

Lookin' for a little itty bitty pretty that could hold a sin

We smokin', and ridin'

Don’t tell nobody be quiet

Might cut it, lil' buddy

Can’t let this shit get ugly

BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

I said BOOM!

it’s on, bitch nigga, we’ll rock yo' dome

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(WHAT?!)

BOOM!

bitch, what’s happnin'?

(I-YUP!)

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, hey, hey

Oh my God, from the South to the bottom

Trick Daddy Dollars, Ying Yang Twins, Beat-In-Azz

Collipark Music Incorporated

This the next level right here

This that crunk party

All these niggas doin' this crunk music, we crunk party, nigga

We original wit' it, yeah

Hey man, who really run the South?