Luyện nghe bài hát Ooohhhwee

P]
Weebie! at me (c'mon)
I got like twelve bottles of (oh)

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

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

[Chorus

P] Say that then

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

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

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Mary had a big ol' as tight as Jesus shorts
And every club that Mary was at then thugs would show the
That she had the bo-legged wit the curves just like a model
Project chick but just like a model
When I'm through the hood she on dubs
mind gettin in and shakin her thang in the club
I mean, beat bopper she loved the tote
Call her nurse then I'ma be the doctor
A real mamma cook bricks and eggs
And she leave the farm herself to get paid
Candice on twaps cause she love the
Thought she had the nizzle on the at the mall
Buyin, heels on some leather boots
And for them ballers wit the crazy loot, WHAT?!

[Chorus

[Chorus

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

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