Ooh Wee Songtext
von Tocka

Okay
We got Lee on the track
Nod Rock the production
Got your main man Tak
I′m in the new Range
Clothes retro and the wrist rainbow

A new rookie in this rap game
Making his presence felt
Not LeBron James but he's off the chain
Crazy on the track but he′s off insane

Not a freestyle but he's off the brain
With an X-lax flow like he used to shittin'
But his lifestyle used to bitches
Top tens not fives and sixes
Unless it′s twenties on fives and sixes
Staying high and twisted
Windows down like


Then catch a breather like
Inhale, exhale
Unpolished like toenails
But oh well
The boy he flow so well
You would think he was a coke sale

Dope like fish scale
Raw like Peruvian flake
Call me Pyrex I′ll show you how to heat up a cake
No stove, no microwave
Lee on the PC, be on the track and come back like

He got a flow like
And get you high like
Off in your ride like
Now come on, now come on
Now come on, now come on
Now come on, now come on

Can't be nobody but Tak
I′m cappin' again
Strapped with the strap and the pen
Now we can rap or get to clappin′ again
I got bullets small as Tic Tacs
Some big as Bic Macs
From a kickback that make a whole crowd lean back


That's what they say when they seen that
Aston Martin
Baby get your ass up off it
Can′t you see a player trying to park it
The kind of coupe that keep them chickens hawking
But I'm calm under pressure
No need to act ill
'Cause the wrist so chill
It′ll freeze a windmill

And get a hottest block of wind chill
Relieve ′em like

Feel a breeze from Tak
It's easy ma
I′m cheesy ma
With a Cash Money crew but I ain't Weezy ma
I′m 5'7", buck fifty
Try to rob me
You can get rich or die trying like your name 50
Plus I got the whole gang with me
Not the raps so don′t tip me
Shit can get ugly like

Shit can get ugly like

Shit can get ugly like

Or you can ride like

And feel the beat like

I love my chicks pretty in the face
Small in the waist
Tak don't chase, he patiently wait
Then send a fade
I'm in the Range on 88s
Since last talking she won′t hesitate

Kelly Major move your body like a snake
I′ma make you move your body like you can't
Bend it, pop it, break it down
Low, oh, come on
Get with the program
You′re chilling with the whole fam
Going that lava world
Won't stop, no ma′am
Pop your collars girl
Pop your collars girl

Pop your collars girl

Now come on, now come on
Now come on, now come on
Now come on, now come on
Now come on

We getting money like
'Cause Tak a flow like
We getting high like
Smoking on dro like
Real spinning like
The beat banging like