Écouter Ooh Wee par Mark Ronson

Ooh Wee

Mark Ronson

Dance

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Ooh Wee (feat. Ghostface Killah, Nate Dogg, Trife & Saigon)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Interprète
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Chant
Nate Dogg
Nate Dogg
Chant
Saigon
Saigon
Chant
Trife Diesel
Trife Diesel
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bobby Hebb
Bobby Hebb
Paroles/Composition
Dennis Coffey
Dennis Coffey
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Production
Tim Roberts
Tim Roberts
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Ingénierie de mixage
John Hanes
John Hanes
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

(La-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Yo, what's the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that Trynna get our head rights, get this money right You know what I'm sayin', you know how it go Just another day in the hood (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Yo, yo Aiyo, what a night, New York City, heard it goin' down Friday night, midnight, Atlantic City Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when they ring off Lock the doors, that's when Ghost just g'd off Cigars, paisley robes Four bitches guardin' me safely as we walk to the window The cashier was scared, she asked for my info The manager arrived with two guards, that's an insult That's the cause, just because We talkin' bout 5 million dollars here, this ain't Play-doh dough And your horoscope read, you gon' slay those lows We got scribbes, Anthony Acid, rockin' the show Special guest: Starks / Mark Ronson First five hundred bitches went crazy he let them on and in All he did was plug me in, I got the chargin' Got they bras and ran through they whole apartment (La-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Oooooh weee, ooh wee (La-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Oooooh weee, ooh wee (La-la-la-la, lalalalalala) When I step into the party, all the ladies wanna know I'm hangin' wit the ballers, yeah, or my nigga Ghost I can tell you what they say haters, if you wanna know They say ooooooh wee When I'm roll in my Mercedes, all the ladies wanna roll Be my Juliet and I can be your Romeo If you actin' menace I can pick another hoe Oooooooooh weee (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) In the middle of the summer, or even twenty below I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way to fuckin' cold Let me tell you what they say, when I'm pullin' off my drawers They say ooooooooooh weeeee Aiyo, aiyo My games here to party, just to cut up a rug Don't make me wanna cut up a thug Now play something for D.J., cuz there's nothin' but love Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud The Theodore Unit, we controllin' the club Mamies, shakin' they ass, they throwin' it up Like a B.E.T. commercial, I'm "wrappin' it up" Oooooh weee, ooh wee (La-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Oooooh weee, ooh wee (La-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Oooooh weee, ooh wee (La-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Oooooh weee, ooh wee (La-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
Writer(s): Bobby Hebb, Dennis James Coffey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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