Mystikal - Ooooh Yeah lyrics

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Oooh ooh yeah, ooh oooh ooh yeah yeah

Clap-clappin' that-clappin' that ass, clap-clappin' that-clappin' ass, that ass

Wop-woppin' that-woppin' that ass, wop-woppin' that-woppin' that ass, that ass

Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh oh yeah

Smokin' and fuckin' is some of my habit

Fo' the grilly hand had come take up for my daddy

A shot off in the kitchen jump but didn't get married

Still I'm lovin' takin' bowp keepin' them happy

I do what it takes with the pills and the paint

Just to keep my black ass off of minimum wage

I went from stu-stutter, to shake it like a dog

I might not eat yo' pussy but I bite you on yo' drawers

It ain't my fault but go 'head tho'

I can't return the favor but mo' head ho'

I'm tappin' at them tonsels at the back of yo' throat

Snap it on wet it up let it go in slow

Ooh stroke it suck or leave it alone

Mo' dick ain't nothin' but meat and the bone

You better not let your momma hear you sing that song

Eat it up sweat it up and lil' daddy gone, gone

Well look at you, you flirtin' with this pimpin' ain't yo'

I seen you pstin' winkin' at me when you grabbed yo' ankle

Ah she can't sang, but g-strings hangs

And it don't take no Ricky Martin to know that she bang

Wobble that ass, and show yo' tits

Fo' a bitch to be that fine don't make no sense

Them ho's hatin' but she gettin' the money nothin'

Bouncin' off her booty but fifty's and hundred's

Ooh, flip 'em the bird if you gettin yo' serv

and then hit this fuckin' dick and kick them ho's to the curb

Look at them hips, look at them thighs

It could make a grown man temperature rise

She stoppin' traffic and she do it on purpose

Got niggas jumpin' out their car to see them bop in the circle

She makin' me hot, I'm makin' you rich

Take this fuckin' money and back up on this

This for my bitches in the backseat of them cars

Know how to ride a dick, and pack the gards

After she had a daquiry that's when she called me

Talkin' hot comin' from the bachelorette party

But really what happened she probably won't tell me

Now she want her pussy tapped hard knock out I'll help her

I'm supposed to be the broad ain't that some shit

So I went ahead and drove her off, ain't that a bitch

She shakin' 'er leg and makin' the bread

Ah she good with her mouth so nigga look out

She servin' them heads you heard what I said

Around and 'round she knockin' 'em down

Wherever is crackin' then that's where she be

and guess what if that's what she like then that's alright with me

Because-a, she bring it to me, in the night and the day

She supposed to have a baby from me that's what they say