Ying Yang Twins

Ying Yang Twins - Dangerous lyrics

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Wycelf 

Callypor 

Lets Go 

I like the 

the way she dance 

she take the thug 

put them in the trance 

She shake the 

like an avalanche 

Look into her eyes 

And you taking the chance 

I see the fire in her eyes 

Fire in her eyes 

The way she moves 

She got the fire in her eyes 

Fire on her waist 

Fire in her thighs 

I love the scandal 

She so dangerous (dangerous) 

She's so dangerous (dangerous) 

She's so scandolous (scandolous) 

I love the scandal 

Hear me sing 

Wohoo Hear she comes 

Watch out boy she'll chew you up 

She's dangerous (dangerous) 

Dangerous (dangerous) 

I love the scandal 

She's fine She's fine 

She heals She mine 

Black barbie 

I'm ken 

She got hundred men and boosting? 

I ain't really trying to let you in 

But you can spend your Benjamins 

Make no mistake bout it she your friend 

Pisses all about differences 

Wait she like to play games 

And she don't care who she play wit' 

She do what she do 

And she gon' get what she gon' get 

She hit the strip club 

And she gon' make her money quick 

Shake it 

Down the pole 

And make beleive the normal beat (?) 

I like the way 

the way she dance 

She take the thug 

Put 'em in a trance 

She shake the 

Like an avalanche 

Lookin to her eyes 

And you takin' a chance 

I see the fire in her eyes 

Fire in here eyes 

The way she moves 

She got the fire in her eyes 

Fire on her waist 

Fire on her thighs 

I love the scandal 

She's so dangerous (dangerous) 

She's so dangerous (dangerous) 

She's so scandolous (scandolous) 

I love the scandal 

Hear me sing 

Woohoo hear she ocmes 

Watch out boys 

She'll chew you up 

She's dangerous (dangerous) 

She's dangerous (dangerous) 

I love the scandal 



You call your momma 

Lemme see your move 

dirty dancing all in the nude 

Get crunkish (?) 

She about 5 to 6 

So I spend the money to see it 

I love them girls that belly dance 

Drop it down low 

And shake that 

like whoa 

Shorty look like her ma 

Remind me of a coke cola bottle 

She a bad problem 

With her mind on the riches 

So bad she pimp him 

All about that mighty dollah, yeah 

Trying to rip what she ain't gonna hollah 

Send for the fry (?) 

She gon' get it 

Then you go high 

She'll get it 

Tell 'em why 

She already did it 

Oh boy (?) 

Allright rotate em DJ 

Black baby 

Ramalam 

Whoa Black baby 

Ramalam 

(x3) 

Yeah Black baby 

Ramalam 

(x4) 

Wow Black Baby 

Ramalam 

(x4)
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Language: English

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