Ying Yang Twins - The Walk Featda Muzicians, Countrie Biggz, Homebwoi & Bg lyrics

Ey, dis D-Roc from the Ying Yang Twins (yup) and i got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie, and B Gizzle to help me show yall how ta walk Dis is a new dance, right? It's da ghetto-alicious slide so yall got ta walk wit me i said wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk with it (Chorus) walk wit me now, step wit me now, step right wit me now, to the left wit 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 wit me, step wit me, take a right wit me, make a left wit me, wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk wit it, wa walk with it get in this ??, get hyperactive, then started dancing then don't do it, walk, get it get in this ?? get hyperactive then started dancing then don't do it, walk 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 (chorus) 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 n***a, but still ?? so come on shawty let go to the f**in 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 n***a be actin quicka pick her up, they start to tripa cant blast either n***a, a** down to the whizza betcha got a isha blame your clique my four people call their people why don't ya say somethin b**h? see a ho, get a ho, f** it blame one b**h atcha wit your dick in my hand my hand burnin (chorus) 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 an a original gangsta, cool as they come step in a club,look around-would choose anyone i bruise any n***a 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 2 mo, ready to get busy i'm whatever if it come to it like my idea just do it more then half of you n***as sold a product and ran through em man i'm a foo wit it, i'm a beast wit it, beat the slave, grope em, run in man im keep kickin it and i'm knee deep in it and i hold it down born and raised in new orleans,lousianna-uptown i hit it how i live, it aint just told you can tell i'm the sh** by the way i walk (chorus)