Kid Tims - Oouu!! (feat. Xay Way) [StreetMix] Lyrics

YEA, YEA, YEA
Make a little bitch say oouu!
Riding 'round town in a brand new coupe
Yea, my nigga it's a photoshoot
Fifties and hunnids' they pink and blue
Yea, I'm getting money how 'bout you?
You too busy tryna help yo boo
Swear you got shooters, but they ain' gone shoot
Yea, my nigga whats the got'damn use? (GANG GANG)
Make a little bitch say oouu, YEA
Riding in a brand new coupe
Fifties and hunnids' they pink and blue, uhh
Riding in a brand new coupe (YEA YEA)

I got all the juice!
Pour up a Fo', get loose as a goose
Yea I feel like Boosie Boo
YEA, and my car go zoom
Big boy shit got a lot of room
All this ice on 'cause it's bout to be June
No I ain' future but I'm gone to the moon
Look like a walking lick cause I'm drippin' typhoon
Cant wait til this bih' drop 'cause I'm gone f*cking boom
Uhh Uhh, Yea!
My chain too sick gotta get well soon
Mhmm, YEA!
And all these niggas flexing just tryna be goons
And I ain' really worried bout none of these suckers
I ain' really worried bout none of these busters
I'm ballin' on they ass just like I'm at The Rucker
Ya bitch is a thot how the f*ck could you love her, DAMN
How the f*ck could you trust her?
(Yeah) But a nigga like me (Uhh uhh)
I just f*cked her and duck her, yea yea
Just like I'm under cover
Yea, and leave you like the Isley Brothers, Damn
Hmm, it's something going wrong in my home
Damn what the f*ck going on?
YEA!

Make a little bitch say oouu!
Riding 'round town in a brand new coupe
YEA, my nigga it's a photoshoot
Fifties and hunnids they pink and blue
YEA, I'm getting money how 'bout you
You too busy tryna help yo boo
Swear you got shooters but they ain' gone shoot
Yea my nigga whats the got damn use (GANG GANG)
Make a little bitch say oouu YEA
Riding in a brand new coupe
Fifties and hunnids they pink and blue uhh
Riding in a brand new coupe (YEA YEA)

I be the plumber with pipe
She like when I hit it from side to side , Uh
Shawty hopped on like a ride
Put it in gear, now we cruising on slide, Yuh
Make her tick like a time piece
She wanna eat, so i gave her some prime beef
Like it when she make it sloppy
She don't react cus' you niggas is not me, yeah
I make her do what I want, uh
Ain' gotta flex or front, Nah
She want the D it's Deluxe, Uh
She shake it like earthquakes or sumn', Damn
I told her stop acting up, Yuh
Lil' baby just back it up, Hmm
I'm in my bag like lunch, Uh
She bucking up for the bucks, Uh
Backwood of Runtz it's stuffed, Uh
Willy Wonka in her guts, Damn
Backwood of Runtz it's stuffed, Uh
Willy Wonka in her guts, Damn
I'm in my bag like lunch, Uh
She bucking up for the bucks, Yeah
I make her do what I want, Uh
Ain' gotta flex or front, Nah