Luyện nghe bài hát Ooohhhwee

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

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

P]
I know a big girl, a ironed skirt
Give her couple dollars, she'll it work
I mean holla at me whoadie, you our crew large
Our fantasy's to sex wit two broads
On a or a plane or exotic cars
Bring it to the girl, bring the toys
On the dash, little shawty takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., breakin me off
she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists
I her "Wait, it don't stop, keep drinkin the Cris'"
I'ma boy this, like to do the ass
See a fine chick, you know I'm grab her
Nay girl 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

[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' it up, tank it up
Turn around to the ground, you how it goes
Catch the flow, tippie-toe, come and 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 tune it up and wit it
Act a and wobble wit it
Won'tcha make it hustle, ooh baby don't a muscle
Gotcha workin on the 'til you run outta breath
No Limit like I ya so y'all give us respect
Now you could shake it like a dog, break my balls
Do it how ya do it, lemme see ya it off

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

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

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[Chorus

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

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