OOOWWWEEE

Lyrics

Yeah, them bands that make ooh-wee, ooh-wee
 (Ayy, where you get that beat from?)
 Bands that make ooh-wee, ooh-wee
 (Mooktoven)
 Bands that make ooh-wee, ooh-wee
 (That boy Cassius)
 These them bands that make ooh-wee
 She got ass, she go ooh-wee
 I go deep and make you skeet
 Got a new bankroll, racks come neat
 My young nigga spinning like jam of the week
 Give doses of dick 'til the bitch OD
 Bustin' and shaking like ooh-wee
 You don't know what you do to me
 My bitch on me like jewelry
 I'm back to the basics
 Who want the weed? I got the P's, whoa, whoa
 Blue M&M, she loving the taste, she back on her knees, woah, woah
 Make you take off the condom like I wanna feel it
 This bitch get you wet like a speedboat
 When I'm on a bean, I fuck her the most
 Jump out the Demon and hop in the Ghost
 It's in my genes, sellin' this dope
 Run it up, yeah
 In my genes from sellin' this dope
 Racks, run it up, yeah
 It's in my genes, sellin' this dope
 Racks, run it up, yeah
 Racks, run it up, yeah
 Run it up, yeah
 I hop out a Demon and jump in a Ghost
 When you get M's, niggas hate you the most
 These niggas knowing, at trapping, the G.O.A.T
 These niggas know I got bags for the low
 I love when she shaking it, dropping it low
 I call up my Arab, he bringing the load
 Might lean with the pot, it's finna explode
 My bitch from a whole 'nother side of the globe
 Ain't switch the song, we do not condone
 I hit her two times, then I left her alone
 Finessing the bank, I just got me a loan
 Finessing T-Mobile, I just got a phone
 I know she love me, she hate when I'm gone
 When I count up them racks, it be turning her on
 Do this shit for my hood, do this shit for my son
 If it ain't 'bout a check, I don't pick up the phone
 Pull up on shawty like yeah, yeah
 These hoes be ready to go up
 All a nigga burn is indo
 That drank got me movin' in slo-mo
 Pull up to the trap like yeah, yeah
 And I got Runtz for the low low
 Me talk to 12, that's a no-go
 Me go broke, that's a no-no
 Yeah, if I leave, I'm like ooh-wee
 Back of the 'Bach with a three-piece
 I been havin' threesomes like all week
 She want that dick, she call me
 She like when I beat it up, real beat
 Ex wanna fuck in the back of the big B
 Skeleton AP, bitch like ooh-wee
 Walk in the club and fuck it up
 Poof, ouch, paper cut
 I'ma fuck for an hour standing up
 Make her bend over and arch it up
 She can't take dick, when she do it, just wait (whoa, whoa)
 Make you take off the condom like I wanna feel it
 This bitch get you wet like a speedboat
 When I'm on a bean, I fuck her the most
 Jump out the Demon and hop in the Ghost
 It's in my genes, sellin' this dope
 Run it up, yeah
 In my genes from sellin' this dope
 Racks, run it up, yeah
 It's in my genes, sellin' this dope
 Racks, run it up, yeah
 Racks, run it up, yeah
 Run it up, yeah
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:27
Key
2
Tempo
150 BPM

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