Ooohhhwee Lyrics - Gameface - Master P

[Master P] 

Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon) 

I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh) 

[Chorus One 2X: Weebie] 

I like it when she shakes it in that thong - OOOHHHWEE! 

The way she make it twurk and grab the wall - OOOHHHWEE! 

Oh, baby you know whatchu doin - OOOHHHWEE! 

No Limit got the steps bouncin and movin - OOOHHHWEE! 

[Master P] 

I know a big girl, with a ironed skirt 

Give her couple dollars, she'll make it work 

I mean holla at me whoadie, you know our crew large 

Our fantasy's to have sex wit two broads 

On a boat or a plane or exotic cars 

Bring it to the next girl, bring the toys 

On the dance floor, shawty started takin it off 

Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off 

Cause she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists 

I told her "Wait, it don't stop, keep drinkin the Cris'" 

I'ma country boy just like the dukes of hazzard, 

See a fine chick, you know I'm gon' grab her 

Elly May girl where you at? 

This No Limit boy tryin to do that thang 

I said "Rock the boat, don't let it sank" 

It's time to go to war, I got the tank 

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[Chorus One] 

[Master P] Say that then 

[Weebie] 

I could work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, back it up 

You know Weebie and Master P, we gon' tank it up, tank it up 

Turn around to the ground, you know how it goes 

Catch the flow, tippie-toe, come and wobble some mo' 

Like you know how I do it so don't act surprised 

For a fact gotchu dancin 'til you hurtin your thighs 

Now won'tcha tune it up and wobble wit it 

Act a fool and wobble wit it 

Won'tcha make it hustle, ooh baby don't pull a muscle 

Gotcha workin on the wall 'til you run outta breath 

No Limit like I told ya so y'all give us respect 

Now you could shake it like a dog, break my fuckin balls 

Do it how ya do it, lemme see ya take it off 

[Chorus One] 

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[Chorus Two: Weebie] 

Now won'tcha rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on 

Rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock 

Now won'tcha turn around and hustle wit it 

Back it up and hustle wit it, test around and hustle wit it 

Ooh baby ooh baby 

[Master P] 

Mary had a big ol' butt them tight a*s*s jeans and shorts 

And every club that Mary was at then thugs was sure to go 

That mean she had the bo-legged wit the curves just like a bottle 

Project chick but pretty just like a model 

When I'm rollin through the hood she loved thugs 

Don't mind gettin in and shakin her thang in the club 

I mean, beat bopper she loved the tote shoppers 

Call her head nurse then I'ma be the doctor 

A real country mamma cook grits and eggs 

And she don't leave the farm except to get laid 

Candice on twaps cause she love the ball 

Thought she had the nizzle on the dresses at the mall 

Buyin, high heels and some leather boots 

And lookin for them ballers wit the crazy loot, WHAT?! 

[Chorus One] 

[Chorus Two] 

[Master P over Chorus Two] 

Where them No Limit boys at? Throw them 'bows 

Them No Limit girls, get money and what? 

Told y'all clownz ain't no stoppin us 

Putcha "Gameface" on when ya watchin us 

[Master P] (Weebie) 

East side (OOOHHHWEE!), Mid West (OOOHHHWEE!) 

West coast (OOOHHHWEE!), Dirty South (OOOHHHWEE!) 

The ghetto clique (OOOHHHWEE!), No Limit! (OOOHHHWEE!) 

Haters off, can't stop us, can't stop me (OOOHHHWEE!) 

Y'all, know, where we be (OOOHHHWEE!) 

Somebody tell valet to bring my Bentley 

I'm about to (?) wit a couple these poppers y'heard? 

The party's not over, OOOHHH-WEE-WEE!