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Young Thug - Ooou (Prod by London On Da Track)

Follow Us On Social Media -------------------------------------------   / allstarrapm.  .   / rapallstars   Email [email protected] for business inquires or takedown of material. LYRICS ------------ [Intro] All of these diamonds, see me robbin' if he reppin' on me, ayy I did the C walk, ayy [Chorus] Like ooh-ooh I treat it right, I beat it up, that's right, she say she love me (woo-ooh) I can't decide if I wan' buss it on her eye or coochie (woo-ooh) Beat to the right, read to the right (woo-ooh) Beat it left and right, I'm 'bout to beat it left and right (hmm) Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up (hmm) I see the jealousy inside all your friends They wanna be us, be us (woo-ooh) Told you mama kick back and put your feet up Come and put your feet up (woo-ooh) Yeah, we gon' go and feast up, everybody with me feast up [Verse 1] Slow roll, roll from the side then I left right beat it, yeah Even when I beat it from the front I still see them cheeks, yeah (fat ass) Everything you do, you say, is so unique, yeah (yeah) Silky drawers and they match the sheets, yeah (yeah) I wanna know what you thinkin' every time you think it Every time your attitude stank I just wanna know what you drink Cut long loud, no gas tank Bend you over girl, turn to the smash game [Chorus] Like ooh-ooh I treat it right, I beat it up, that's right, she say she love me (woo-ooh) I can't decide if I wan' buss it on her eye or coochie (woo-ooh) Beat to the right, read to the right (woo-ooh) Beat it left and right, I'm 'bout to beat it left and right (hmm) Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up (hmm) I see the jealousy inside all your friends They wanna be us, be us (woo-ooh) Told you mama kick back and put your feet up Come and put your feet up (woo-ooh) Yeah, we gon' go and feast up, everybody with me feast up [Verse 2] Hoo, everybody with me feast up Hoo, everybody straight, no leeches Hoo, in your sheets jeepy creepers Dunkin' in that bra like I'm LeBron Nigga, leapin', leapin', leapin', inside you Nigga, creep, creep, creepin', right around two I wanna fuck you on the bleachers, when we were in school Nigga, been dream, dreamin' of fuckin' on you I beat it 'til she don't want no more (she don't want no more) When she say stop, you gotta go slow (then you just gotta go slow) And I'm in that water like a tadpole (tadpole) Started seein' white stuff, call it egg yolk (uh-uh) And she say it's big, but she not scared though (scared though) And I pull her wig on the back bow (back bow) And I got the stick by the back door (hey) And I'm 'bout to stuff it through her backbone [Chorus] Like ooh-ooh I treat it right, I beat it up, that's right, she say she love me (woo-ooh) I can't decide if I wan' buss it on her eye or coochie (woo-ooh) Beat to the right, read to the right (woo-ooh) Beat it left and right, I'm 'bout to beat it left and right (hmm) Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up (hmm) I see the jealousy inside all your friends They wanna be us, be us (woo-ooh) Told you mama kick back and put your feet up Come and put your feet up (woo-ooh) Yeah, we gon' go and feast up, everybody with me feast up [Outro] Ooh-ooh Like ooh-ooh Yeah, yeah Ooh-ooh Yeah, we gon' go and feast up, everybody with me feast up ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. No copyright infringement intended. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO