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Yukmouth

Genres: Hip-Hop

Ooh! Ooh! Lyrics - Yukmouth

Ooh! Ooh! 

You bitch! (you bitch!) 

I told yo' ass that shit won't gone last forever 

Ooh! Ooh! 

All them fuckin gimmicks and bite motherfuckers 

You bitch! 

Then i'm slappin niggas into 2000 (yes) 

Pistol whippin bitches and niggas (yes) 

where my thugs at? where my real bitches at? (what) 

where my real killer niggas at? (what) 

one salute 

 

niggas scream! 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for cheese 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

what what, for all my thug niggas that hustle to make cheese 

niggas scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all them chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their knees 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

what, for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's 

feel me 

Ooh! Ooh! 

 

for all my niggas makin they cheese 

smashin police with 20's on your V 

drink remy and squeeze 

stack plenty of G's 

niggas hustle chicken heads keep pluckin 

i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and weed over fuckin 

cos ain't no dressin them hoes 

i'm up in lovin them hoes 

handcuffin your ho 

when i come through i'll have your bitch suckin my toes 

get fucked in a rolls drawed out on VT 

i'm that nigga thats righteous sittin on the couch 

with the gold mouth (bling) 

rockin platinum shit tryna show out 

never soldout i was suited everythin from open to makin the apollo shout 

Yukmouth that nigga thugged out 

i'm from the city of dope where every block has a drughouse 

and a weed spot full of playas 

you can catch me at yo' local LA vodago 

coppin an ounce of omega 

smokin playas on the paper chase (yes, yes) 

slang rocks like major waste (yes, yes) 

ridin a 99 right through your waist ~ nigga ~ what 

 

my niggas scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my bad bitches that breakin niggas for cheese 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make cheese 

niggas scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their knees 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's 

feel me 

Ooh! Ooh! 

 

for my niggas who rock a Roley on your wrist daily 

my hit be Power 106 ready 

like cowards who knew shits heavy, get ready 

for the second comin up that niggas summoned ~ by God 

got niggas poppin out they tanks and runnin 

take off that fuckin chain and gunnin 

niggas get done in 

i'm lettin off that whole magazine on bitches who want it 

got niggas scared like the hun'ert 

hide in they 2000 five hun'erts 

you better pray to God i'm sluggin 

for 4, 5 gunmen 

got niggas jumpin out they car leavin them broads just runnin 

pimp niggas hide your woman 

i'm tellin y'all 

i have 'em in the drizzy like the terror squad 

menage a trois always share a broad with a broad 

this the mob best at large 

three tv's in the car 

three cars can run niggas hustle hard 

to all my bitches breakin niggas at the bars 

strippin, swingin from poles to get yours 

 

niggas scream! 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for cheese 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make cheese 

niggas scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my chicken heads that ain't scared to get on their knees 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's 

feel me 

Ooh! Ooh! 

 

for all my thug niggas and killers 

duck-tapin niggas 

pistol whip and take his glitter 

fuck them hatin niggas 

and bitches makin figures datin niggas 

Cristasian dinners pay forget it they know how to break a nigga 

i got killers on the +pay roll+ plannin to hit me 

Fedderchini Alfredo take a nigga to pull like Wako 

if i say so cos i make mo' then the average Joe 

I rock a platinum row (bling) 

you rock a fake ol' 'sako 

got everything in the range ro' 

except cable flows fatal 

givin it to niggas who softer than play-doh 

don't make no 

false moves watch who you talk to 

i'll spark you, off you 

make the cops white chalk you 

niggas talkin shit about Yuk is gone cost you 

your fuckin head, your arms, your legs, i'm cuttin off your balls too 

this is for all you bad bitches gettin cheese 

sittin nickin niggas E's, hittin weed 

 

niggas scream! 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for cheese 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make cheese 

niggas scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all them chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their knees 

bitches scream 

Ooh! Ooh! 

for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's 

feel me 

Ooh! Ooh! 

[fades out] 

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