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点击复制OOOUUU Remix (feat. 50 Cent) - Young M.A/50 Cent
Lyrics by：Curtis James Jackson III/K. Marrero
I let my young n***as 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 b***h telling me to go slow
She bouncing on the 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
N***as be hating on the low though
See me in the Coupe or that four door
You say you the plug where the dough go
We throw that at them h*es in the go go
50 back on that bulls**t
You cool with my opps we ain't cool b***h
You got to watch how you do s**t
That's just not how real n***as do s**t
Ooouuu ooouuu
These haters on my body shake 'em off
Yea they hate but they broke though
And when it's time to pop they a no show
Yea I'm pretty but I'm loco
The loud got me moving slow mo
Ayo Tweetie where the h*es bro
Ayo Keys where the h*es tho
That other n***a he a bozo
It's MA you don't know ho
We got liquor by the boatload
Disrespect the Lyfe that's a no no
All my n***as dressed in that rojo
I ride for my guys that's the bro code
Baby gave me head that's a low blow
D**n she make me weak when she deep throat
I need a rich b***h not a cheap ho
They be on that hate s**t I peep tho
My brother told me f**k 'em get that money sis
You just keep on grindin' on ya hungry s**t
Ignore the hate ignore the fake ignore the funny s**t
Cause if a n***a violate we got a hunnit clips
And we go zero to a hundred quick
We just them n***as you ain't f**king with
Pockets on a chubby chick
And still go bag a thottie in some bummy s**t
Yerr Eli why they testing me
Like I don't always keep the hammer next to me
Like I ain't got a 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 w***e
I just want the neck nothin' more
Shawty make it clap make it applaud
When you tired of your man give me a call
Dyke b***hes talking out they jaw
Next minute calling for the law
This nine will have them calling for the lord
They ain't getting shmoney so they bored
I could never lose what you thought
MA 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
P***y 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
Ahhhh 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
This henny got me oh it got me sauced
I could never lose what you thought
MA got it on lock man of course
Ooouuu
Ooouuu