Ooooh Yeah Lyrics - Tarantula - Mystikal

[Hook] 

Oooh ooh yeah, ooh oooh ooh yeah yeah 

Clap-clappin' that-clappin' that ass, clap-clappin' that-clappin' ass, that ass 

Wop-woppin' that-woppin' that ass, wop-woppin' that-woppin' that ass, that ass 

Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh oh yeah 

[Mystikal] 

Smokin' and fuckin' is some of my habit 

Fo' the grilly hand had come take up for my daddy 

A shot off in the kitchen jump but didn't get married 

Still I'm lovin' takin' bowp keepin' them happy 

I do what it takes with the pills and the paint 

Just to keep my black ass off of minimum wage 

I went from stu-stutter, to shake it like a dog 

I might not eat yo' pussy but I bite you on yo' drawers 

It ain't my fault but go 'head tho' 

I can't return the favor but mo' head ho' 

I'm tappin' at them tonsels at the back of yo' throat 

Snap it on wet it up let it go in slow 

Ooh stroke it suck or leave it alone 

Mo' dick ain't nothin' but meat and the bone 

You better not let your momma hear you sing that song 

Eat it up sweat it up and lil' daddy gone, gone 

[Hook] 

[Mystikal] 

Well look at you, you flirtin' with this pimpin' ain't yo' 

I seen you pstin' winkin' at me when you grabbed yo' ankle 

Ah she can't sang, but g-strings hangs 

And it don't take no Ricky Martin to know that she bang 

Wobble that ass, and show yo' tits 

Fo' a bitch to be that fine don't make no sense 

Them ho's hatin' but she gettin' the money nothin' 

Bouncin' off her booty but fifty's and hundred's 

Ooh, flip 'em the bird if you gettin yo' serv 

and then hit this fuckin' dick and kick them ho's to the curb 

Look at them hips, look at them thighs 

It could make a grown man temperature rise 

She stoppin' traffic and she do it on purpose 

Got niggas jumpin' out their car to see them bop in the circle 

She makin' me hot, I'm makin' you rich 

Take this fuckin' money and back up on this 

[Hook] 

[Mystikal] 

This for my bitches in the backseat of them cars 

Know how to ride a dick, and pack the gards 

After she had a daquiry that's when she called me 

Talkin' hot comin' from the bachelorette party 

But really what happened she probably won't tell me 

Now she want her pussy tapped hard knock out I'll help her 

I'm supposed to be the broad ain't that some shit 

So I went ahead and drove her off, ain't that a bitch 

She shakin' 'er leg and makin' the bread 

Ah she good with her mouth so nigga look out 

She servin' them heads you heard what I said 

Around and 'round she knockin' 'em down 

Wherever is crackin' then that's where she be 

and guess what if that's what she like then that's alright with me 

Because-a, she bring it to me, in the night and the day 

She supposed to have a baby from me that's what they say