Oh Boy!
Yukmouth
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[Verse 1] Yukmouth be off the chain like a rottweiler Spit flame I cock lava, became the bass baller Sip 'pagne in the drop troller Give game to shot callers Who bring the spot prouder Campaigne, off course they gonna holler (Oh boy!) Nigga, bandana'ed up and tatted out Bling blingin, neck, wrist and mouth platted out Lavish out (Oooh!) tycoon, livin but sav it up (Oooh ooh) Send a package out till they strike a batter out (Oh boy!) If you ain't got 2 or 3 TV's and DVD's don't even ride your shit If you ain't sittin on 20's, go and buy some shit When we ride and make you handcuff and hide your bitch (Oh boy!) When your under arrest cause ??? all over her breasts And under her dress, she run to her ex Puttin hickeys all on her neck She bought me a Lex Playboy, its all on a bitch (Oh boy!) [Chorus] When you see me and my niggas come boy Got these playa hatas annoyed(Oh boy!) I just flipped the new big body toy Got these playa hatas annoyed (Oh boy!) So much money and iced up in this gator boy Got these playa hatas annoyed(Oh boy!) Pop your collar like a real playboy Got these playa hatas annoyed (Oh boy!) [Verse 2] Ballers check your credentials You gotta be over spotted, Geneva watch and know our Pockets not a presedential F*ck a rental, f*ck a limo Ridin luxury, descend through see them porno movies Playin in my window (Oh boy!) Chokin pillows, a white spliff though indo Puff X, Lou Ferrino tough acts on Armadillo Bust of 'Ville dough, creepin to the jungle the woods In the Hillsboro, totin the pistol because we still roll (Oh boy!) Yo Yuk plus L.T equals very roll deep Gold teeth, fat belly's like Forty Fonzarelli Niggas smell me, so while you twerkin Surfin on the block hurtin I went huntin',workin excursions (Oh boy!) Iced up, like what Playa hate but ya momma and ya bitch like Yuk Always ridin on my nuts cause I'm the hardest nigga to spit out the West Mouth full of diamonds, I'll swallow ice shit out baguettes (Oh boy!) [Chorus] [Verse 3] Cop a dollar, pop a bottle pop a pill If you about the dollar bill that'll make ya swallow steel Just because I got a deal, that doesn't mean I'm not for real Bitch I'm straight up out the 'Ville, my niggas kill for the scrill' (Oh boy!) I smoke like a chimney, drink Remy till its empty I'm the hottest thing since 20's on Bently's I'm simply, baller-ific went from roaches on the water ridges To smokin ??? up in this (Oh boy!) Now we have the ass for cash PlayStation in the Range, Dreamcast in the Jag Navigation in the dash, situation on fast Lavish pack platinum package platinum peices to match (Oh boy!) I keep a rolla, make ya tuck in ya gold I'm iced out finger fuckin ya hoe Gettin sucked in the 'Rove Or catch beef, roll up that Extasy Broken heavily smokin Live and direct from East Oakland (Oh boy!) [Chorus] X2
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Written by: JERALD WILLIS, LENTON TEREILL HUTTON
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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