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Ying Yang Twins Lyrics

7. What The Fuck!

Featuring Bone Crusher & Killer Mike


[Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, and Ying Yang Twins talking]
What the fuck, man (what the fuck) this club is dead as a mother fucker 
(dead as a mother fucker) 
ima call these nigga god damn Ying Yang Twins,(YAAAYY) 
Ima call Bone Crusher, 
Ima call that boy Killer Mike 
they gon be at the club [talking in background]

What, What, What.... 

[Chorus:]
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club) 
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) [x2]
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch) 
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch) 
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch) 

[Killer Mike] 
Nigga's comin to the club, deep flow, swerving lanes, 
on 23 MJ's no more broad change, security, 
they known for bustin heads man i aint ever scared 
i'll take a bottle to his head im a live nigga 
i'll leave a pussy nigga dead hoodrats got ass 
but college girls got head, and im gon take picture, 
think about what i just said, and its official 
me and my nigga's takin pictures and mo money, 
mo hoes, mo bottles in the picture, drunk nigga talk shit, 
more problems then you can picture we all got bottles 
we deadly with spinners, at least five nigga's strapped up 
with they Winerbery's nigga, we all got pockets full of green, 
smoking broccoli down here we drink cool water, 
clipse, and Hypnotic, down here we like our rims, 
spinnin', and choppin, and the girl down to the flo' 
drop droppin pussy poppin' 

[Chorus:] 
What the fuck goin on in the club (In The Club) 
What the fuck goin on in the god damn club (In The Club) [x2]
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch) 
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch) 
Whats about bitch whats about (Whats about bitch) 

I Hold off yo nigga like whoooooooaa!!! 
I put these bricks to his face like whoooooooaa!!! 
Ain't Nobody scared nigga because hustle to hustler 
if u want rumble nigger tussle to tussler 
Bitch boi u aint hard i see you runnin 
So what you talkin' bout nigga like im hard im drummin [laughing]
you got me *EH* don't let these 16 shots get atcha (BLAH!!) 
Because underachiever is soon believer dont

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