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Correct The Big Ohh Lyrics
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Correct The Big Ohh
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[Top dog big kahuna] Is it the big ohh, or is it gon' be no? Let me tell you one thing, d-o ain't trickin no dough At a show, shorties wanna meet me at the mo' Askin mad questions about the dough I hold Hold on baby, don't even go that route Because the money, that I'll make you don't need to know foul 'Cause the thing change, and all the talkin stops here Just lay your back down, and take off your underwear Who cares, it's your bras and panties, they ain't matchin Yo what's the rules? You have to leave if the ohh ain't happenin Yo, why you laughin, you won't be laughin If you standin in front of room, They clear to get your punk ass maskin [Smokelite] Only mess wit the girls that sharin (sharon), they nickname carin (karen) Known from the big butt and the tight jean wearin Also big breasts, always comin to my rest While I cores they chest, and they suck me off next Easily place in the mouth, like a grape from a tree But she can't eat it, she must suck it, like a sweet lolli I know that's a hobby, I met her in a lobby Lookin good, beautiful self, bad ass body [Chorus:] Yo it's goin out to nicole, out in new jerz To my girl keisha, out in D. C. It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls Spark them some O. G. C. And it's going out to wendy, out in L. A. Going out to tasha, out in tennessee It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls Bob marley spliffs and hennecy [Starang wondah] It was me and hennyville in the starang mobile On my way uptown, pumpin the new dru hill I couldn't rush it, turn to hennyville, bust this Seen reese in tight jeans, doin her ass no justice Her mother gaspin, right where the restaurant be I drove by, waved, kinda nonchalantly Me and my man, cruisin through, checkin out the scenery Stopped at the light, these two niggas double schemin me Lookin in my 740, so I guess they beemin me Yo they ain't gettin money, yo ask me what it mean to me [Louieville sluggah] Yo, not a God damn, not since you my man Because of jealously, over they fuckin toes, he ran Yo I'm the villest, that be my nigga for real You don't think shit real, then go and ask your girl [Starang wondah] Aha, we stopped by the store, I stepped outta the ride My big gold chain steady swingin side to side These two shorty wops, was all up in my grill like a barbecue Say "I don't wanna bother you, but aren't you starang" They couldn't keep they eyes off my big gold chain I kept my eyes on they ass, so shit was like the same Yo simple and plain, I know ya be singin my song Let's take 'em back to the crib, so we can all get along The big ohh [Chorus:] Going out to mergari in N. Y. And this is going out to tammy out in N. C. It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls Bless the mics for the whole M. F. C. [Louieville sluggah] Guess who, son, just um, jumped upon the scene Nadine, you know that chick we met out in queens That chick is mean, she steamed our whole team Had heads gackin up things like gangrene Take it from B. B. D., that think right is labeled "poison five" You never could trust a big butt and a smile For she say we display our thing well And I say "bitch, what that shit you tell? " Shit, I know, niggas that hit it and lookin sick No, no, sick dick, henny I do a bid Don't explain, simple and plain The only thing you lovin is my name and my fame [Chorus:] It's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls To shari out there in philly Break it down now, girls, girls, girls, girls To sundum lee in japan Yo it's all about the girls, girls, girls, girls To my girl bronca swollen from brazil Girls, girls, girls, girls To francewola bei from paris Bless the mic! (8x)
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