EW goes strip clubbling with Ying Yang Twins -- The ''United State of Atlanta'' artists take us to a strip joint to talk about their new album

”I’m in a pissed-off state!” exclaims Ying Yang Twins’ D-Roc. So what does one half of the high-rollin’, notoriously X-rated Southern rap duo have to gripe about? Their ubiquitous first single, ”Wait (The Whisper Song),” is a crossover club smash and best-selling ringtone that has the streets in a hot, sticky sweat; and they just premiered the possible second single ”Badd” (featuring Mike Jones) at Magic City, a popular Atlanta strip joint, to a rapturously booty-shaking reception. Problem is, D-Roc’s ”twin,” Kaine, is nowhere to be found tonight. ”I got tired of goddamn sitting in there and everybody asking me where my brother is,” says D-Roc. ”That n—- ain’t in my back pocket. He grown.”

Strip clubs have always been more than a playground for the Twins. Years before the platinum plaques, they began testing songs there to gauge hit potential. But in the action-packed days leading up to the June 28 release of United State of Atlanta, their ambitious fourth CD that features collabos with Anthony Hamilton and Adam Levine of Maroon 5, carving out time to visit their hometown haunts feels a lot like actual work.

Even after bolting to Body Tap, another fine Atlanta gentlemen’s club, where ”Badd” once again prompts inspired gyrations, Kaine is still AWOL and D-Roc is still disgruntled. Accompanied by a small crew including his pregnant girlfriend, D-Roc admits that he doesn’t love the nightlife the way he used to, largely due to expectations of how extravagantly the Twins should get down. ”What if I just came in to have a nice time?” he asks. ”They would be expecting us to spend some money. [But] I came in on business tonight.”

Unfinished business at that. Though it’s decided that ”Badd” will be the official second single, his partner still owes EW an interview. Finally, an inebriated Kaine rolls into the club around 1 a.m., and D-Roc is clearly annoyed by his partner’s tardiness. Kaine explains he was at a relative’s housewarming. As he’s talking, D-Roc repeatedly whispers in his ear as if to media-coach him. But Kaine knows what he wants to say: ”I got a lot of kinfolk that don’t ever see me. I can’t keep neglecting my folk for the industry. Don’t charge it against me.” And since he’s being honest, he adds, ”I done took two bottles of Patrón [tequila] before I got here. So I’m f—ed up.”

The party may just be starting for Kaine, but at 2:30 a.m. D-Roc is ready to leave. Before he does, he pauses in the parking lot to discuss why he thinks U.S.A. is the best disc of the year (”A lot of people are making [singles], not albums”) and to defend against criticism that Ying Yang are kid-unfriendly. (”What the hell is wrong with a rap group making [sex] songs? All of us [do it].”) Then, as we approach his ride, he turns and reflects on his shifting priorities: ”I love the strip club, but right now I’m at the point of my life where I’m trying to get it, and going to the strip club ain’t getting it. Seeing a girl get naked ain’t it, ’cause that’s just a fantasy. I’d rather come home to a woman.” With his work obligations completed for the night, D-Roc rejoins his girlfriend and happily drives off.