Lyrics Ooooh Yeah - Mystikal
(Hook)
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
(Mystikal)
Smokin
and
fuckin
are
some
of
my
habits
The
curly
hair
and
good
looks
that
come
from
my
daddy
I
shot
a
couple
of
kids
out
but
didn't
get
married
But
I
love
to
do
my
thing
for
them
keeping
them
happy
I
do
what
it
takes
with
the
pen
and
the
paper
Just
to
keep
my
black
ass
off
of
minimum
wage
I
went
from
stutter
to
shake
it
like
a
dog
I
might
not
eat
yo'
pussy
but
I'll
bite
you
on
your
draws
It
ain't
my
fought
but
go
head
though
I
can't
return
the
favor
but
go
head
hoe
I'm
tapping
them
tonsils
in
the
back
of
yo
thoat
Slap
it
up
wet
it
up,
then
we
can
go
to
the
show
Uh
fuck
it
and
suck
it
then
leave
it
alone
You
know
dick
ain't
nothing
but
meat
on
a
bone
You
betta
not
let
yo
mama
hear
you
sing
that
song
Beat
it
up
sweat
it
up
little
daddy's
gone
gone
(Hook)
(Mystikal)
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
(Hook)
(Mystikal)
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
(Hook
2x)
1 Bouncin' Back (Bumpin' Me Against The Wall) - Extended Version
2 Tarantula
3 If It Ain't Live, It Ain't Me (Dirty Album Version)
4 Settle the Score
5 Settle The Score
6 Pussy Crook
7 Ooooh Yeah
8 Big Truck Driver
9 Smoke One
10 Alright
11 I Get It Started
12 Go 'Head
13 The Return
14 That's That Sh*t
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