paroles de chanson Ooweee - Tyga
Niggas
wanna
act
like
it's
up
and
it's
not
Took
his
bitch
and
it
is
what
it
was,
on
me
I
park
my
whip
in
the
back
(skrrt,
skrrt)
'Cause
my
bitch
got
that
ass,
from
the
front,
you
can
see,
ooh-wee
(whoo)
Too
many
nights
like
this
I
can
tell
that
she
drunk
when
she
type
like
this,
ooh-wee
(whoo)
What
you
niggas
mad
about?
It's
a
room
full
of
women
and
you
strikin'
out,
ooh-wee
I
don't
got
time,
let
me
recline
Mind
yo'
business,
all
up
in
mine
(ooh-wee)
Yeah,
the
bitch
so
fine,
I'll
pay
the
fine
Lap
'em
in
the
two-seater
(ooh-wee)
Yeah,
niggas
got
problems,
we'll
address
at
your
condo
Don't
stop,
won't
be
nothin',
nigga
(ooh-wee)
It's
no
cap
in
my
rap,
put
T-Raww
on
the
track
Load
it
up,
fix
my
aim,
it's
a
slap
(ooh-wee)
Yeah,
niggas
takin'
credit,
won't
give
me
mine
(nope)
Watchin'
for
the
screenshots
when
she
FaceTime
I
go
apeshit,
apin'
up
the
Bape
sign
(Bapey)
Worry
'bout
your
own
money,
I'ma
make
mine
(whoo)
Niggas
wanna
act
like
it's
up
and
it's
not
Took
his
bitch
and
it
is
what
it
was,
on
me
(me)
I
park
my
whip
in
the
back
(skrrt,
skrrt)
'Cause
my
bitch
got
that
ass,
from
the
front,
you
can
see,
ooh-wee
(whoo)
Too
many
nights
like
this
I
can
tell
that
she
drunk
when
she
type
like
this,
ooh-wee
(whoo)
What
you
niggas
mad
about?
It's
a
room
full
of
women
and
you
strikin'
out,
ooh-wee
(ooh-wee)
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
(ooh-wee)
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
Love
a
thotty,
my
soul
and
body,
yeah
All
these
hits
must
be
Illuminati
(nope)
Ho,
shut
up,
be
happy
you
in
the
party
(yeah)
Oh,
he
controversial,
it's
too
naughty
(naughty)
Gossip,
boss
up,
pop
the
trunk
on
'Rari
(pow,
pow)
Shaded,
faded,
daily,
send
a
smiley
(ha)
No
NDA,
but
I
still
talk
to-,
mm
(whoa)
Whip
the
wrist,
my
earrings
both
two-ninety
Kiss
the
bitch,
I
risk
it
at
Delilah
(go)
She
glow
up,
I
touch
it
like
the
Midas
(go)
Niggas
watch
the
wave
and
steal
like
pirate
(steal
it)
I
still
got
love
for
you,
won't
deny
it
(deny
it)
Fuck
it,
fuck
it,
fuck
it,
fuck
it
(fuck
it)
Checkin'
my
account,
'nother
hunnid,
hunnid
(oh)
Bitches
lookin'
for
me
like
Good
Will
Hunting
They
gon'
shoot,
I'ma
slide
Then
I'll
probably
change
my
number
(ooh-wee,
whoo)
Niggas
wanna
act
like
it's
up
and
it's
not
Took
his
bitch
and
it
is
what
it
was,
on
me,
ay
I
park
my
whip
in
the
back
(skrrt,
skrrt)
'Cause
my
bitch
got
that
ass,
from
the
front,
you
can
see,
ooh-wee
(whoo)
Too
many
nights
like
this
I
can
tell
that
she
drunk
when
she
type
like
this,
ooh-wee
(ooh)
What
you
niggas
mad
about?
It's
a
room
full
of
women
and
you
strikin'
out,
ooh-wee
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
(ah)
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
(ah)
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
(ooh-wee,
ah)
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
(ooh-wee)
Fuck
it,
fuck
it,
fuck
it,
fuck
it,
ooh-wee
(ooh-wee)
Checkin'
my
account,
'nother
hunnid,
hunnid,
ooh-wee
(ooh-wee)
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee
Oh,
oh,
oh-oh-oh,
ooh-wee

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