He's got a hundred foot yacht, girls by his side Fine champagne and a Rolls Royce ride And money - he's got it up the Ying Yang
Well he lives in a mansion down by the beach Condos in Europe and a mountain retreat The smell of sweet success - he's got it up the Ying Yang
Well me I'm just a poor old country boy I'll probably never be a millionaire I've got a fifty dollar car and a tab at the bar From our last little party that I had down there
Well I heard about a woman, tall and tan She wanted a fur so she went out with that man We're talking mink coats - she's got 'em up the Ying Yang
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Well I've seen them singers pickin' guitars Sure do wish I had learned how to borrow Them chords - they got 'em up the Ying Yang
Rolex watches, rhinestone suits Solid silver buckles and rattlesnake boots And groupies - they got 'em up the Ying Yang
Well me I'm just a poor old country boy I ain't never even seen Fort Worth But one of these days I'm gonna strike black gold From a gusher I've been driving in this red clay dirt
I'll have a hundred foot yacht, girls by the score Condos, a car and so much more Like problems - I'll have 'em up the Ying Yang
Yeah, misery - I'll have it up the Ying Yang
I'll have ulcers - have 'em up the Ying Yang
I'll be paying my income tax - paying up the Ying YangTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
