Ooouuu Remix (feat. 50 Cent)

Yo bro

What's up?

I think I had too much Hennessy, man

I'm fucking with that Effen

This Hennessy getting to me

I ain't gonna lie, I'm little smizz

Who that? They with us?

I'm a little drizz

Let 'em in, let 'em in

Fifty

But we're in a club, man

Oh

I let my young **** drill like power tools

Power on every week, I make power moves

Talk what? I come through with all kinds of jewels

Beat the case, come to court with all kinds of Jews

Got your bitch telling me to go slow

She bouncing on a stick like a pogo

She went below the belt, that's a low-blow

Then tried to take a selfie, that's a no-no

**** be hating on the low though

See me in that Coupe or that four-door

You say you the plug, where the dough go?

We throw that at them hoes in the go-go

Fifty back on that bullshit

You cool with my opps, we ain't cool, bitch

You gotta watch how you do shit

That's just not how real **** do shit

Ooouuu

Ooouuu

These haters on my body, shake 'em off

Yeah they hate, but they broke though

And when it's time to pop, they a no-show

Yeah, I'm pretty, but I'm loco

The loud got me going slow-mo

Ayo, Tweetie, where the hoes, bro?

Ayo, Keys, where the hoes, tho?

The other ****, he a bozo

It's M.A. you don't know ho?

We got liquor by the boatload

Disrespect the Life, that's a no-no

All my **** dressed in that Rojo

I ride for my guys, that's the bro code

Baby gave me head, that's a low-blow

Damn she make me weak when she deep throat

I need a rich bitch, not a cheap ho

They be on that hate shit, I peep tho

My brother told me fuck 'em, get that money sis

You just keep on grindin' on ya hungry shit

Ignore the hate, ignore the fake, ignore the funny shit

'Cause if a **** violate, we got a hunnid clips

And we go zero to a hundred quick

We just them **** you ain't fucking with

Pockets on a chubby chick

And still go bag a thottie in some bummy shit

Yerr Eli, why they testing me?

Like I don't always keep a hammer next to me

Like I ain't gotta hitter to the left of me

Like we ain't in these streets more than Sesame

If that's your chick, then why she texting me?

Why she keep calling my phone speaking sexually?

Every time I'm out, why she stressing me?

You call her Stephanie? I call her Headphanie

I don't open doors for a whore

I just want the neck, nothing more

Shawty make it clap, make it applaud

When you're tired of your man, give me a call

Dyke bitches talking out they jaw

Next minute calling for the law

This nine will have them calling for the lord

They ain't getting money so they bored

I could never lose, what you thought?

M.A. got it on lock, man of course

They say I got the juice, I got the sauce

These haters on my body, shake 'em off

Pussy, I'm a bully and a boss

I'm killing them, sorry for your loss

I just caught a body, Randy Moss

Now this year I'm really going off

Ooouuu

Ooouuu

These haters on my body, shake 'em off

Ooouuu

Ooouuu

Ah

These haters on my body, shake 'em off

Ooouuu

Ooouuu

These haters on my body, shake 'em off

I could never lose, what you thought?

What they thought?

I could never lose, what you thought?

This Henny got me, it got me sauced

These Henny got me, oh, it got me sauced

I could never lose, what you thought?

M.A. got it on lock, man of course

Ooouuu

Ooouuu