| And I got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie
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| And B. Gizzle to help me show y’all how to walk
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| This is a new dance, right
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| It’s the ghetto electric slide
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| So y’all got to walk with me
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| I said wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it
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| Walk with me now
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| Step with me now
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| Step right with me now
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| To the left with me now
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| From the front to the back
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| From the front to the back
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| From the side to the side
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| From the side to the side
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| Walk with me, step with me, take a right with me, make a left with me
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| Wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it
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| Get energetic
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| And hyperactive
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| Then start it dancin
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| Then gon do the walk
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| Get energetic
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| And hyperactive
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| Then start it dancing
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| Then gon do the walk
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| To the right, to the right
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| To the left, to the left
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| To the back, to the back
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| To the front, to the front
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| Now take some baby steps, now take some baby steps
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| Now take some baby steps, now take some baby steps
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| Now take some baby steps, now take some baby steps
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| Now take some baby steps
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| To the right, to the left
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| To the right, to the left
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| To the back, to the front
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| To the back, to the front
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| Up in my pimp mode
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| Movin through the club in slow mo
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| Slow the slump down, wit my arm hangin real low
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| Knowin somthing new, cause they never see me move before
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| I might be a big nigga, but still clor rug
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| So come on shawty let go
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| To the fuckin dance flo
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| Let me see you shake it, pop that thang
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| Oh you a nasty ho
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| Make that thang walk slow
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| Come on take it to the flo
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| Walk wit me one time, yeah shawty make it low
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| Bizzle got the pistol
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| Put one in ya make ya whizza
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| Relocate your body part
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| Hey ya walkin like a crippa
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| When nigga be actin quicka
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| Pick her up, they start to tripa
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| Can’t blast either nigga
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| Ass down to the whizza
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| Betcha got a isha
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| Blame your trick
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| My four people call their people
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| When ya say somethin bitch
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| See a ho, get a ho, fuck it blame one bitch
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| Atcha with your dick in my hand
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| My hand burnin
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| You know I walk wit a tip and my jeans always sag
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| I don’t have to wear a belt, my pistol hold up my pants
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| I’m a a original gangsta, cool as they come
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| Step in a club, look around-would choose anyone
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| I bruise any nigga wanna go there wit me
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| Better know I go everywhere wit that 4−4 wit me
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| I go in a strip club withcho ho wit me
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| Walk out wit to mo, ready to get busy
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| I’m whatever if it come to it
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| Like my idea just do it
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| More then half of you niggas
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| Sold a product and ran through em
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| Man I’m a fool with it
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| I’m a beast with it
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| Beat the slave, grope em, run in man I’m keep kickin it
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| And I’m knee deep in it and I hold it down
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| Born and raised in New Orleans, Lousiana-Uptown
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| I hit it how I live, it ain’t just talk
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| You can tell I’m the shit by the way I walk |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Walk , by - Ying Yang Twins. Song from the album United States Of Atlanta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп