Ooh Wee (feat. Ghostface Killah, Nate Dogg, Trife & Saigon)(Radio Edit)

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Yo, what's the deal, nigga?

Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that

Trynna get our heads right

Get this money right and all that

You know what I'm sayin', you know how it go

Just another day in the hood

Yo (La la la la)

Yo (La la la la la la la)

Aiyo, what a night, New York City, heard it goin' down

Friday night, midnight, Atlantic City

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 coldest, just because

We talkin' 'bout 5 million dollars here

This ain't Play-doh dough

And your horoscope read, "You gon' slay those hoes"

We got Scribbles, Anthony Acid, rockin' the show

Special guest Starks, Mark Ronson

First five hundred bitches went crazy

When he let they odds in

All he did was plug me in, I got the chargin'

Got they bras and ran through they whole apartment

Ooh wee, ooh wee

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Ooh wee, ooh wee

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When I step into the party, all the ladies wanna know

I'm hangin' with the ballers, yeah, or my nigga Rolls

I can tell you what they say haters, if you wanna know

They say, "Ooh wee!"

When I'm rollin' my Mercedes, all the ladies wanna roll

Be my Juliet and I can be your Romeo

If you actin' menace, I can pick another hoe

Ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la)

In the middle of the summer, or even twenty below

I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way too fuckin' cold

Let me tell you what they say

When I'm pullin' off my drawers

They say, "Ooh wee!"

Aiyo, aiyo

I came to the party, just to cut up a rug

Don't make me have to cut up a thug

Now play something for me, DJ

'Cause there's nothin' but love

Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub

When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud

The Theodore Unit, we controllin' the club

Mamis shakin' they asses, they throwin' it up

Like a B.E.T. commercial, I'm wrappin' it up

Ooh wee, ooh wee

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Ooh wee, ooh wee

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To the bang-bang boogity, 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, then my bullet get stuck up your rump

Like boom! Y'all heard

I bust and that's my word

So if you get out of line, then your ass is mine

And I'mma run up in your house

Put it in your mouth (Nigga)

I might be new to the game (What?)

But it's a damn shame what a brother 'bout to do to the game

I got Mark Ron' backin' me up

I'm 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 bitches

Come on!

Ooh wee, ooh wee

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Ooh wee, ooh wee

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I can tell you what they say, haters

If you wanna know

They say, "Ooh wee"