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letra de ooouuu (remix) - french montana & young ma

[intro: french montana]
when you hear that ooouuu my god
montana

[verse 1: french montana]
i heard they hatin’ on the c-ke boy
since chinx die i ain’t even trust the popo
watch blue face, got it in the chokehold
i be the new ma$e, i k!ll ’em with the slow flow
han, like i ain’t got the recipe
watchin’ love & basketball, sanaa next to me
ooouuu, and a model next to me
hah, call her santiago, i call her stephanie
puff told me “get that money french”
stay close, watch my moves, make 100 quick
10 of ciroc, black rollie, barrack
red beam on an op, sauce down to the socks
they got everything to say but they broke though, han
i told m.a gon’ call the hoes though
i’ma hit it from the back, you lick the toto
i drink ciroc, i don’t sniff the coco
han, they still talkin’ bout the jimmy beef
like i ain’t just have a five milly week
montana

[verse 2: young m.a]
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 (that henny)
disrespect the lyfe, that’s a no-no
all my niggas dressed in that rojo (redlyfe)
i ride for my guys, that’s the bro code
baby gave me head; that’s a low blow
d-mn, she make me weak when she deep throat
i need a rich b-tch, not a cheap ho
they be on that hate shit, i peep though
my brother told me: “f-ck ’em, get that money, sis!”
you just keep on grindin’ on your hungry shit
ignore the hate, ignore the fake, ignore the funny shit
‘cause if a nigga violate, we got a hunnit clips (grrrrrrrah!)
and we go zero to a hundred quick (ooouuu)
we just them niggas you ain’t f-ckin’ with (oh no)
pockets on a chubby chick (ah)
and still go bag a thottie in some b-mmy shit (ooouuu)
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 calling my phone speaking sexually?
every time i’m out, why she stressin’ me?
you call her stephanie? i call her headphanie (ooouuu)
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 man, give me a call
dyk- b-tches talking out they jaw
next minute, calling for the law
this 9 will have ’em calling for the lord
they ain’t getting 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 k!lling ’em, sorry for your loss (r.i.p.)
i just caught a body; randy moss
now this year i’m really going off

[outro: young m.a]
ooouuu, ooouuu
these haters on my body, shake ’em off
ooouuu, ooouuu
ah, 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?
m.a got it on lock, man, of course
ooouuu, ooouuu

- french montana young ma

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