Luyện nghe bài hát Ooohhhwee

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Weebie! at me (c'mon)
I got twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)

One 2X: Weebie]
I the way she shake it in the thong - OOOHHHWEE!
The way she make it and grab the wall - OOOHHHWEE!
Oh, you know whatchu doin - OOOHHHWEE!
No Limit got the bouncin and movin - OOOHHHWEE!

P]
I know a big girl, with a skirt
Give her couple dollars, make it work
I mean at me whoadie, you know our crew large
Our to have sex wit two broads
On a boat or a plane or exotic
it to the next girl, bring the toys
On the dash, little started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started me off
Said she knew I was a by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it don't stop, drinkin the Cris'"
I'ma boy this, like to do the ass
See a fine chick, you I'm gon' grab her
Nelly Nay where you at?
This No Limit boy tryin to do that
I "Rock the boat, don't let it sank"
time to go to war, I got the tank

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[Master P] Say then

I work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, back it up
You know Weebie and Master P, we gon' it up, tank it up
Turn around to the ground, you how it goes
the flow, tippie-toe, come and wobble some mo'
Like you how I do it so don't act surprised
For a fact gotchu 'til you hurtin your thighs
Now won'tcha it up and wobble wit it
Act a and wobble wit it
make it hustle, ooh baby don't pull a muscle
Gotcha workin on the wall 'til you run breath
No Limit I told ya so y'all give us respect
Now you shake it like a dog, break my fuckin balls
Do it how ya do it, see ya take it off

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[Chorus Weebie]
Now won'tcha rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, on
Rock, on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock
Now turn around and hustle wit it
it up and hustle wit it, test around and hustle wit it
Ooh ooh baby

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Mary had a big ol' butt as tight as shorts
And every that Mary was at then thugs would show the gold
That mean she had the bo-legged wit the curves just a model
Project chick but pretty just like a
I'm rollin through the hood she on dubs
Don't gettin in and shakin her thang in the club
I mean, beat bopper she the tote shoppers
Call her nurse then I'ma be the doctor
A real country mamma cook bricks and
And she leave the farm herself to get paid
Candice on twaps she love the ball
she had the nizzle on the dresses at the mall
Buyin, high on some leather boots
And lookin for ballers wit the crazy loot, WHAT?!

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[Master P over Two]
them No Limit boys at? Throw them 'bows
Them No Limit girls, get money and
Told (?) ain't no stoppin us
"Gameface" on when ya catchin us

P (Weebie)]
East (OOOHHHWEE!), Mid West (OOOHHHWEE!)
coast (OOOHHHWEE!), Dirty South (OOOHHHWEE!)
The ghetto (OOOHHHWEE!), No Limit! (OOOHHHWEE!)
Haters off, can't stop us, can't me (OOOHHHWEE!)
Y'all, know, we be (OOOHHHWEE!)
Somebody tell valet to bring my
I'm about to (?) wit a couple these poppers
The not over, OOOHHH-WEE-WEE!