Oohwee Lyrics - Singles - Ras Kass

(Ras Kass) 

Everything I say don't be yae yo 

Haters in batter rams, I slam 

Like syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty grams 

Overdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chrome 

Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof 

Don't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truth 

Flyin in boobies, silver six hundred Coup 

Like whoop whoop, holla at me big baby 

Sop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it's all gravy 

Linquistical flow, I ain't Mystikal, but y'all ain't ready 

If a nigga don't rhyme about crack, clothes, pussy and fatty 

Eat a dick, that's music to my balls, 

like Gloria Estefan fuckin Hakeem Olajuwon 

How this black lil nigga get more head than a beauty salon 

Guam, blowin ya shit out like Chaka Khan 

For sheezy, my favorite women is sleazy 

Bisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaks 

I'm fuckin three Tony's, like Rafael Saadiq 

And got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheese 

My matrix will triculate wit melodies 

Rehabilitated hood rats, shake the specie 

I'm tryin to die filthy, rich and ruthless, I'm easy 

See Austin niggas is know for flossin 

But I still buy my T-shirts and socks from the slossin 

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(Chorus: Ras Kass & Curtis Daniels) 

It's so must that I smash when I mash for me 

Ask Cash -N- Gash, nobody ride for free 

OohWee, they say Ras you a rider? 

I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider" 

I give it up for C. Austin 

That's the city north of Long Beach, South Western Compton 

They say Ras you a rider? 

I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider" 

(Ras Kass) 

Watch me catch bitches, the llama and the patch bitches 

Fuck sex whippin homey, don't even trip 

I never seen a hood wit a retirement plan to medical benefits 

I'm bout seein black folk wit chips, and hundred thousand dollars whips 

Instead of monkey see, monkey power rule feelin you wit banana clips 

I plan to flip my manuscript, like dyslexics 

To sed it, to bet it all, genetic telekinetic brawl 

See I'm the difference between booty calls and blue balls 

Telethon wit Lou Rawls, and bevelin two percent off the top 

S-s-sorry, couldn't got to break mines off 

Decapitated, so where's he headed? 

I decapitate niggas, damage is bodily 

Put your tire on flat, and kill by a gat like Enis Cosby 

Ain't no problem hoe, recognize 

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(Chorus) 

(Ras Kass) 

My tenant shoot pimpin is more like twenty shoot 

Cuz no woman love me like the wimmy do 

I write raps while pullin the lent off my nut sack 

You 50% butt crack, I mean half assed 

MC's we discover the mathematic format 

Beneath your north plan, I'm guaranteed to come will 

Like a reverse doormat, 64% Sega, 80 proof Congac, 

and toll free pagers 

I'm still comin out like I'm born babies wit hangers 

My crew consist of millionaires, failures and gang bangers 

The dangers of loaded language, my glock lick click 

Got it made, me no fillet, pay then sat out like sway 

Raid the police, cuz they sellin more crack then latinos and blacks 

See we knows the facts, how Europeans jack 

I'm sellin Native Americans gats so they can take they land back 

(Chorus 2X)