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Karaokê Ooouuu - Young M.A

Esta música é uma versão de Ooouuu, popularizada por Young M.A

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 83 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Sim

Duração: 03:55 - Visualizar: 00:58

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Ano de lançamento: 2016
Estilos: Rap & Hip-Hop, Em inglês

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Letra Ooouuu

Yo, bro
I think I had too much Hennessy, man
This Hennessy gettin' to me
I ain't gonna lie
I'm a little smizz
I'm a little drizz
But we in the club, man
Oh
Yeah they hate but they broke though
And when it's time to pop they a no-show
Yeah, I'm pretty but I'm loco
The loud got me movin' slow-mo
Ayo Tweetie, where the hoes, bro
Ayo Keys, where the hoes though
That other nigga, he a bozo
It's M.A, you don't know ho
We got liquor by the boatload
Disrespect the Lyfe that's a no-no
All my niggas dressed in that rojo
I ride for my guys that's the bro code
Baby gave me head that's a low blow
Damn, she make me weak when she deep throat
I need a rich bitch not a cheap ho
They be on that hate shit, I peep though
My brother told me
Fuck 'em, get that money sis
You just keep on grindin' on your hungry shit
Ignore the hate, ignore the fake ignore the funny shit
'Cos if a nigga violate we got a hunnit clips
And we go zero to a hundred quick
We just them niggas you ain't fuckin' with
Pockets on a chubby chick
And still go bag a thottie in some bummy shit
Yerr, Eli, why they testin' 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 textin' me
Why she keep callin' my phone speakin' sexually
Every time I'm out why she stressin' me
You call her Stephanie
I call her Headphanie
I don't open doors for a whore
I just want the neck nothin' more
Shawty, make it clap make it applaud
When you tired of your ma give me a call
Dyke bitches talkin' out they jaw
Next minute, callin' for the law
This nine will have 'em callin' for the Lord
They ain't gettin' shmoney so they bored
I could never lose what you thought
M.A 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
Pussy, I'm a bully and a boss
I'm killin' 'em, sorry for your loss
I just caught a body, Randy Moss
Now this year I'm really goin' off
Ooh
Ooh
These haters on my body shake 'em off
Ooh
Ooh
Aah, these haters on my body, shake 'em off
Ooh
Ooh
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 ooh, it got me sauced
I could never lose what you thought
M.A got it on lock man, of course
Ooh
Ooh ooh

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