Luyện nghe bài hát Ooohhhwee

P]
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 grab the - OOOHHHWEE!
Oh, baby you know doin - OOOHHHWEE!
No Limit got the bouncin and movin - OOOHHHWEE!

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

One]

[Master P] Say that

I could work, put ya body, c'mon it up, back it up
You know Weebie and P, we gon' tank 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 gotchu dancin 'til you hurtin your thighs
Now won'tcha it up and wobble wit it
Act a fool and wit it
make it hustle, ooh baby don't pull a muscle
Gotcha workin on the wall 'til you run breath
No Limit like I told ya so give us respect
Now you could shake it like a dog, break my fuckin
Do it how ya do it, see ya take it off

[Chorus

[Chorus Two:
Now won'tcha rock, on, rock, 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 wit it, test around and hustle wit it
Ooh baby ooh

P]
Mary had a big ol' butt as tight as shorts
And every club that Mary was at thugs would show the gold
That mean she had the wit the curves just like a model
Project chick but pretty just a model
When I'm through the hood she on dubs
Don't mind gettin in and shakin her in the club
I mean, beat she loved the tote shoppers
Call her head nurse I'ma be the doctor
A real country mamma bricks and eggs
And she leave the farm herself to get paid
Candice on cause she love the ball
Thought she had the nizzle on the at the mall
Buyin, high heels on some boots
And lookin for them ballers wit the loot, WHAT?!

[Chorus

Two]

[Master P over Two]
Where them No Limit boys at? Throw them
Them No Limit girls, get money and
Told y'all (?) ain't no us
Putcha "Gameface" on ya catchin 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!)
tell valet to bring my Bentley
I'm about to (?) wit a these poppers y'heard?
The not over, OOOHHH-WEE-WEE!