GHOSTFACE KILLAH & NATE DOGG ☆ Ooh Wee

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Yo what’s the deal
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 dayin the hood
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Yo Aiyo what a night
New York City
heard it goin’ down
Friday night
midnight AtlanticCity
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 gotthe chargin’
Got they bras and ran
through they whole apartment
Oooooh weee oohwee
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Oooooh weee oohwee
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When I step intothe 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 oooooohwee
When I’m roll inmy Mercedes
all the ladies wannaroll
Be my Juliet and
I can be your Romeo
If you actin’ menace
I can pick another hoe
Oooooooooh weee
In the middle ofthe summer
or even twenty below
I’m a bad muthafucka
I’m way tofuckin’ cold
Let me tell you what they say
when I’m pullin’ off
my drawers
They say ooooooooooh weeeee
Aiyo aiyo
My games here toparty
just to cut up a rug
Don’t make me
wanna cut up a thug
Now play something
for DJ cuzthere’s
nothin’ but love
Hosted by the ladies who
lookin’for somethin’ torub
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 oohwee
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Oooooh weee oohwee
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To the bang bang
boogie up jump the funk
When I bang big bullets
I buck up a chump
I love to get a bitch
that’s stuck up the hump
Act thug than my bullet
get’s stuck up your rump
Like boom ya’ll heard
I bust and that’s my word
So if you get out of line then
that your ass is mine
And I’m ma run up in your
house put it in your mouth
I might be new
to the game What
But it’s damn shame
What a brother bout
to do to the game
I got Mark Ron’s
backin’ me up
already on a song with
Nate Dogg
that’s why you wanna hate dog
Here’s a warning when
Mark bring the horns in
Say the wrong thing
and you won’t see the morning
You gon’ get dealt
with man Yo Nate man
let’s ride on these
come on
Oooooh weee oohwee
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Oooooh weee oohwee
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