Ooooh yeah
par Mystikal
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[Hook]
Oooh ooh yeah, ooh oooh ooh yeah yeah
Clap-clappin´ that-clappin´ that ass, clap-clappin´ that-clappin´ ass, that ass
Wop-woppin´ that-woppin´ that ass, wop-woppin´ that-woppin´ that ass, that ass
Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh oh yeah
[Mystikal]
Smokin´ and fuckin´ is some of my habit
Fo´ the grilly hand had come take up for my daddy
A shot off in the kitchen jump but didn´t get married
Still I´m lovin´ takin´ bowp keepin´ them happy
I do what it takes with the pills and the paint
Just to keep my black ass off of minimum wage
I went from stu-stutter, to shake it like a dog
I might not eat yo´ pussy but I bite you on yo´ drawers
It ain´t my fault but go ´head tho´
I can´t return the favor but mo´ head ho´
I´m tappin´ at them tonsels at the back of yo´ throat
Snap it on wet it up let it go in slow
Ooh stroke it suck or leave it alone
Mo´ dick ain´t nothin´ but meat and the bone
You better not let your momma hear you sing that song
Eat it up sweat it up and lil´ daddy gone, gone
[Hook]
[Mystikal]
Well look at you, you flirtin´ with this pimpin´ ain´t yo´
I seen you pstin´ winkin´ at me when you grabbed yo´ ankle
Ah she can´t sang, but g-strings hangs
And it don´t take no Ricky Martin to know that she bang
Wobble that ass, and show yo´ tits
Fo´ a bitch to be that fine don´t make no sense
Them ho´s hatin´ but she gettin´ the money nothin´
Bouncin´ off her booty but fifty´s and hundred´s
Ooh, flip ´em the bird if you gettin yo´ serv
and then hit this fuckin´ dick and kick them ho´s to the curb
Look at them hips, look at them thighs
It could make a grown man temperature rise
She stoppin´ traffic and she do it on purpose
Got niggas jumpin´ out their car to see them bop in the circle
She makin´ me hot, I´m makin´ you rich
Take this fuckin´ money and back up on this
[Hook]
[Mystikal]
This for my bitches in the backseat of them cars
Know how to ride a dick, and pack the gards
After she had a daquiry that´s when she called me
Talkin´ hot comin´ from the bachelorette party
But really what happened she probably won´t tell me
Now she want her pussy tapped hard knock out I´ll help her
I´m supposed to be the broad ain´t that some shit
So I went ahead and drove her off, ain´t that a bitch
She shakin´ ´er leg and makin´ the bread
Ah she good with her mouth so nigga look out
She servin´ them heads you heard what I said
Around and ´round she knockin´ ´em down
Wherever is crackin´ then that´s where she be
and guess what if that´s what she like then that´s alright with me
Because-a, she bring it to me, in the night and the day
She supposed to have a baby from me that´s what they say
[Hook 2x]
Oooh ooh yeah, ooh oooh ooh yeah yeah
Clap-clappin´ that-clappin´ that ass, clap-clappin´ that-clappin´ ass, that ass
Wop-woppin´ that-woppin´ that ass, wop-woppin´ that-woppin´ that ass, that ass
Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh oh yeah
[Mystikal]
Smokin´ and fuckin´ is some of my habit
Fo´ the grilly hand had come take up for my daddy
A shot off in the kitchen jump but didn´t get married
Still I´m lovin´ takin´ bowp keepin´ them happy
I do what it takes with the pills and the paint
Just to keep my black ass off of minimum wage
I went from stu-stutter, to shake it like a dog
I might not eat yo´ pussy but I bite you on yo´ drawers
It ain´t my fault but go ´head tho´
I can´t return the favor but mo´ head ho´
I´m tappin´ at them tonsels at the back of yo´ throat
Snap it on wet it up let it go in slow
Ooh stroke it suck or leave it alone
Mo´ dick ain´t nothin´ but meat and the bone
You better not let your momma hear you sing that song
Eat it up sweat it up and lil´ daddy gone, gone
[Hook]
[Mystikal]
Well look at you, you flirtin´ with this pimpin´ ain´t yo´
I seen you pstin´ winkin´ at me when you grabbed yo´ ankle
Ah she can´t sang, but g-strings hangs
And it don´t take no Ricky Martin to know that she bang
Wobble that ass, and show yo´ tits
Fo´ a bitch to be that fine don´t make no sense
Them ho´s hatin´ but she gettin´ the money nothin´
Bouncin´ off her booty but fifty´s and hundred´s
Ooh, flip ´em the bird if you gettin yo´ serv
and then hit this fuckin´ dick and kick them ho´s to the curb
Look at them hips, look at them thighs
It could make a grown man temperature rise
She stoppin´ traffic and she do it on purpose
Got niggas jumpin´ out their car to see them bop in the circle
She makin´ me hot, I´m makin´ you rich
Take this fuckin´ money and back up on this
[Hook]
[Mystikal]
This for my bitches in the backseat of them cars
Know how to ride a dick, and pack the gards
After she had a daquiry that´s when she called me
Talkin´ hot comin´ from the bachelorette party
But really what happened she probably won´t tell me
Now she want her pussy tapped hard knock out I´ll help her
I´m supposed to be the broad ain´t that some shit
So I went ahead and drove her off, ain´t that a bitch
She shakin´ ´er leg and makin´ the bread
Ah she good with her mouth so nigga look out
She servin´ them heads you heard what I said
Around and ´round she knockin´ ´em down
Wherever is crackin´ then that´s where she be
and guess what if that´s what she like then that´s alright with me
Because-a, she bring it to me, in the night and the day
She supposed to have a baby from me that´s what they say
[Hook 2x]