Ying Yang Twins - The Walk lyrics

[D-Roc talking] Ey, this D-Roc from the Ying Yang Twins (yup) And I got Da Muzicians, Big Countrie And B. Gizzle to help me show y'all how to walk This is a new dance, right It's the ghetto electric slide So y'all got to walk with me I said wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it [Chorus] Walk with me now Step with me now Step right with me now To the left with 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 with me, step with me, take a right with me, make a left with me Wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it, wa walk with it [Verse 1: D-Roc] Get energetic And hyperactive Then start it dancin Then gon do the walk Get energetic And hyperactive Then start it dancing Then gon do the walk To the 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] [Verse 2: Countrie Biggs] Up 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 clor rug 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 [Verse 3: Homebwoi] 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 Can't blast either n***a Ass down to the whizza Betcha got a isha Blame your trick My four people call their people When ya say somethin b**h See a ho, get a ho, f** it blame one b**h Atcha with your dick in my hand My hand burnin [Chorus] [Verse 4: B.G.] 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 a 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 to 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 fool with it I'm a beast with it Beat the slave, grope em, run in man I'm keep kickin it And I'm knee deep in it and I hold it down Born and raised in New Orleans, Lousiana-Uptown I hit it how I live, it ain't just talk You can tell I'm the sh** by the way I walk [Chorus]