The Walk - Ying Yang Twins, Da Muzicianz, Countrie Biggz

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

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

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

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 nigga, but still clor rug

So come on shawty let go

To the fuckin 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 nigga be actin quicka

Pick her up, they start to tripa

Can’t blast either nigga

Ass down to the whizza

Betcha got a isha

Blame your trick

My four people call their people

When ya say somethin bitch

See a ho, get a ho, fuck it blame one bitch

Atcha with your dick in my hand

My hand burnin

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 nigga 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 niggas

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 shit by the way I walk