Luyện nghe bài hát Ooohhhwee

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

[Chorus One 2X:
I love the way she shake it in the - OOOHHHWEE!
The way she make it and grab the wall - OOOHHHWEE!
Oh, baby you know doin - OOOHHHWEE!
No got the steps bouncin and movin - 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 our crew large
Our fantasy's to sex wit two broads
On a boat or a or exotic cars
Bring it to the next girl, the toys
On the dash, little started takin it off
her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a baller by my out wrists
I told her "Wait, it don't stop, drinkin the Cris'"
I'ma boy this, like to do the ass
See a chick, you know I'm gon' grab her
Nay girl where you at?
This No Limit boy tryin to do thang
I said "Rock the boat, let it sank"
It's time to go to war, I got the

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[Master P] Say then

I could work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, it up
You know Weebie and P, we gon' tank 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 dancin 'til you hurtin your thighs
Now won'tcha tune it up and wit it
Act a fool and 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 give us respect
Now you could shake it like a dog, break my balls
Do it how ya do it, see ya take it off

[Chorus

Two: Weebie]
Now rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on
Rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, on, rock, rock on, rock
Now turn around and hustle wit it
Back it up and wit it, test around and hustle wit it
Ooh baby ooh

P]
Mary had a big ol' butt as tight as Jesus
And every club Mary was at then thugs would show the gold
mean she had the bo-legged wit the curves just like a model
Project chick but pretty just like a
I'm rollin through the hood she on dubs
Don't mind gettin in and shakin her thang in the
I mean, beat bopper she loved the tote
Call her head nurse then I'ma be the
A real mamma cook bricks and eggs
And she don't leave the herself to get paid
Candice on twaps cause she the ball
Thought she had the nizzle on the dresses at the
Buyin, high heels on some leather
And lookin for them wit the crazy loot, WHAT?!

One]

[Chorus

[Master P Chorus Two]
Where them No Limit at? Throw them 'bows
Them No Limit girls, get money and
y'all (?) 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, can't stop us, stop me (OOOHHHWEE!)
Y'all, know, we be (OOOHHHWEE!)
Somebody valet to bring my Bentley
I'm about to (?) wit a couple poppers y'heard?
The not over, OOOHHH-WEE-WEE!