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Lirik Lagu OohWee - Ras Kass F/ Curtis Daniels

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[Ras Kass]Everything I say don't be llelloHaters in batter rams, I slamLike syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty gramsOverdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chrome knock offsAnd malt liquor bottle malatovsDon't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truthFlyin in boobies, silver six hundred CoupeLike whoop whoop, holla at me big babySop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it's all gravyLinquistical flow, I ain't Mystikal, but y'all ain't readyIf a nigga don't rhyme about crack, clothes, pussy and 'fediEat a dick, that's music to my ballslike Gloria Estefan fuckin Hakeem OlajuwonHow this black lil nigga get more head than a beauty salonGuam, blowin ya shit out like Chaka KhanFor sheezy, my favorite women is sleazyBisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaksI'm fuckin three Tony's, like Rafael SaadiqAnd got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheeseMy matrix will triculate wit melodiesRehabilitated hood rats, shake the spizzieI'm tryin to die filthy rich and +Ruthless+ like EazyC-Arson niggaz is know for flossinBut I still buy my T-shirts and socks from the Slausson
[Chorus: Ras Kass & Curtis Daniels]It's so must that I smash when I mash for meAss, cash, and gas, nobody ride for freeOohWee, they say Ras you a rider?I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"I give it up for C-ArsonThat's the city north of Long Beach, Southwest of ComptonThey say Ras you a rider?I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"
[Ras Kass]Watch me catch, Del Amo and the patch bitchesFuck set trippin homey, don't even tripI never seen a hood wit a retirement plan to medical benefitsI'm bout seein black folk wit chips, and hundred thousand dollars whipsInstead of monkey C, monkey piru villian you wit, banana clipsI plan to flip my manuscript, like dyslexicsTo sed it, to bet it all, genetic telekinetic brawlSee I'm the difference between booty calls and blue ballsTelethon wit Lou Rawls, and bevelin two percent off the topS-s-sorry, Clinton got to break mines offDecapitated, so where's he headed?I decapitate niggas, damage is bodilyPut your tire on flat, and kill by a gat like Ennis CosbyAin't no probably hoe, recognize me
[Chorus]
[Ras Kass]My tennis shoe pimpin is more like twenty shoeCause no woman love me like the Remy doI write raps while pullin the lint off my nut sackYou 50% butt crack, I mean half assedMC's we discover the mathematic formatBeneath your north plan, I'm guaranteed to come wellLike a reverse doormat, 64 bit Sega, 80 proof Congacand toll free pagersI'm still comin out like inborn babies wit hangersMy crew consist of millionaires, failures and gangbangersThe dangers of loaded language, like cocked heatGot it made, me known for laid, paid, then shot out like suedeRaid the police, cuz they sellin more crack then latinos and blacksSee we knows the facts, how Europeans jackI'm sellin Native Americans gats so they can take they land back
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