Luyện nghe bài hát Ooohhhwee

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

[Chorus One 2X:
I love the way she it in the thong - OOOHHHWEE!
The way she make it twurk and the wall - OOOHHHWEE!
Oh, baby you know whatchu - OOOHHHWEE!
No Limit got the steps and movin - OOOHHHWEE!

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

[Chorus

P] Say that then

I could work, put ya body, back it up, back it up
You know Weebie and Master P, we gon' tank it up, it up
Turn to the ground, you know how it goes
Catch the flow, tippie-toe, come and some mo'
Like you know how I do it so don't act
For a fact gotchu 'til you hurtin your thighs
Now won'tcha it up and wobble wit it
Act a and wobble wit it
Won'tcha make it hustle, ooh don't pull a muscle
Gotcha workin on the 'til you run outta 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

[Chorus

[Chorus Weebie]
Now won'tcha rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, on
Rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, on, rock, rock on, rock
Now won'tcha turn 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 club that Mary was at then would show the gold
That mean she had the wit the curves just like a model
chick but pretty just like a model
When I'm rollin through the she on dubs
Don't mind gettin in and shakin her thang in the
I mean, beat she loved the tote shoppers
Call her head nurse then be the doctor
A real mamma cook bricks and eggs
And she don't leave the farm to get paid
Candice on twaps she love the ball
Thought she had the nizzle on the at the mall
Buyin, high heels on some leather
And for them ballers wit the crazy loot, WHAT?!

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[Chorus

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

P (Weebie)]
East (OOOHHHWEE!), Mid West (OOOHHHWEE!)
West (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 valet to my Bentley
I'm about to (?) wit a couple poppers y'heard?
The not over, OOOHHH-WEE-WEE!