Ooouuuvie (Whoopty Freestyle)
Young M.A.
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Oh this what we doin'? Mhm Red Lyfe I told em, haha Ooouuuvie (Pxcoyo killed this beat, bitch) Uh It's a Ooouuuvie I keep the sticks like sushi, bitch in the two-seat' (baow) She bougie (skrrt) She say, "You gotta pay for the coochie" (huh?) Told her, "Uh-uh, mama, nah, nah, nah, nah If you free then you free" Yeah, I'm a dog but I f*ck her on two feet Soon as you cum then you leave (get outta here) Keep two guns on me (grrt) I call 'em my mood swings (pow, pow, pow, pow, pow) I just copped two rings, she like, "What's that on your neck?" I'm like, "Oh that's a pool king" My mind ain't right, I know I got loose screws That's why I keep me a toolie (grrt, baow) Told niggas, "Ready or not, here I come" That's word to the Fugees (ooh) Sorry for the wait, when I drop this tape I swear it's like serving 'em a blue dream (uh-huh) Red Lyfe shit but my bloodie he Crip When he drip, you can see how that blue bleed I ain't claiming that bitch, heard she a thot Heard shorty played with few teams (nah nah) I'm young and I'm rich, yes, I'm a thot yes, I keep me a few tings (uh-huh) Smoking that Zaza, got yack in the Māthā I'm in Jamaica speaking that Patois (wah gwan?) big up to the Gaza B-I-P to my blood, a nigga fly high (huh?) Throw them Bs up, sky-high (grrt) Heard you he beef, aim at his noodles we'll turn that boy into pasta (pop, pop, pop, pop) My hitter a shotta, mh (baow, baow) Click-clack Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka, uh (baow, baow, baow, baow) Ooouuuvie When we in the club it's a movie I got a gang full of goonies But I am a goblin like Tunechi (Tunechi) I can't never lack, gotta watch my back 'Cause these niggas be switching like mood rings (facts) So if you that nigga I'm sending my hitters To spin on your block like it's movie, slide in a hoopty Just got a check, hundred K flex, so I went and bought me a new V (uh-huh) Went and upgraded the AP (huh?), water (water), jacuzzi (ooh) Had to bring the old Young M.A. back (huh?) And they still can't f*ck with the new me (nah, never) F*ck you talking 'bout? They told me to do it so I went and did it, you feel me? And that's all they gettin' These niggas can't f*ck with me, man I'm ridin' laps around these niggas, man Huh? It's Red Lyfe It's Brooklyn M.A., bitch
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