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Blac Youngsta - Ooouuu (feat. Blac Youngsta) lyrics

Artist: Blac Youngsta

album: Ooouuu (feat. Blac Youngsta)


Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I thumb through the racks like ooh
All of my hunnids, they blue
These bitches don't know what to do
I make 'em spin like a hula hoop
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We get 'em gone like "Ooh"
Your bitch keep on calling me boo
This bitch 'bout to kill my mood
She seen all the racks and the bitch said "Ooh"
Knock it out, ooh
Pull up in the coupe and I jump out the roof
Your bitch done grew
She sit on the racks and don't know what to do
We on tour and I know you a fan, let your bitch on the bus
Hold on, bro, she fuckin' the gang, then she comin' with us
Ooh, hold on
Gas, too strong
Baby, what's wrong (What?)
Plug from Hong Kong
We get 'em in, it gone
You know our money long
Your bitch won't leave me alone
Hit her from the back, she said "Ooh, I like this song"
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I thumb through the racks like ooh (gang)
All of my hunnids, they blue (rich, nigga)
These bitches don't know what to do
I make 'em spin like a hula hoop (fuck, nigga)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We get 'em gone like "Ooh"
Your bitch keep on calling me boo (Racks)
This bitch 'bout to kill my mood
She seen all the racks and the bitch said "Ooh"
Moonwalk on a bitch like MJ
I don't really fuck with her 'cause she been fake
You know you get docked when you pay your rent late
And I ain't ever get along with my inmates
You ain't just comin' out, boy, you proud of bein' gay
E'rybody runnin' out when I up the big K
All these chains on my neck, I ain't Kunta Kinte
I was on the highway with dope in my intake
Rob the dice game, kill the light man
Smack a rap nigga and kill his hype man
You can never catch me with a ugly bitch
Fuck her in the dark, kill the light-stand
Parallel park, I'm the ice man
I'll send a message through the Kite Man
And I'm killin' shit with my right hand
And left, zoom
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I thumb through the racks like "Ooh"
All of my hunnids, they blue
These bitches don't know what to do
I make 'em spin like a hula hoop
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We get 'em gone like "Ooh"
Your bitch keep on calling me boo
This bitch 'bout to kill my mood
She seen all the racks and the bitch said "Ooh"

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