blaatina – oouwee lyrics
[intro]
caliber
[chorus]
ooh-wee, i love louis (ayy)
love my mama, i love money, don’t love goofies (yeah)
only pulling up in foreigns, only two seats (only two seats)
we was never ever friends, you never knew me (no)
in a drop top, still will fire up your spot (bah, bah)
uzi in the back, make a strap look like some toy props (toy props)
you not a g, we know you snitchin’, you a whole cop (shh)
pull up to the hood, we sendin’ shots ’cause you a whole opp (boom boom boom)
[verse 1]
gucci and supreme, ain’t no b-tch as real as me (yeah)
i ain’t givin’ out no verse unless you payin’, sh-t ain’t free (ayy)
all these b-tches scary, they the type to cop some pleas (cop some pleas)
remind me of some candy, you a b-tch, we know you sweet
you a fan, i know you want to take a picture (take a picture)
ain’t beefin’ with no ho when i know my pockets bigger (ayy)
b-tch, you got me blocked but wanna stalk, i know you bitter
he only want your head, he make your mouth his babysitter (thot)
[chorus]
ooh-wee, i love louis (ayy)
love my mama, i love money, don’t love goofies (yeah)
only pulling up in foreigns, only two seats (only two seats)
we was never ever friends, you never knew me (no)
in a drop top, still will fire up your spot (bah, bah)
uzi in the back, make a strap look like some toy props (toy props)
you not a g, we know you snitchin’, you a whole cop (shh)
pull up to the hood, we sendin’ shots ’cause you a whole opp (boom boom boom)
[verse 2]
i love my brims, i love my slimes, they wipe your nose (slatt)
know where you stay, we pullin’ up and we gon’ blow (fah fah fah)
don’t get caught lackin’ ’cause i might just take your ho (now she mine)
you could never match my pockets, you might flex, i know you broke (i know you broke)
seen that chain you wear but we all know that it’s fake
don’t gotta ask for sh-t, if i want it, i’ma take (yeah, yeah)
now i’m eatin’ good, eatin’ lobster with some steak (ayy)
i only trust my fire because these b-tches be so fake (boom boom boom)
[chorus]
ooh-wee, i love louis (ayy)
love my mama, i love money, don’t love goofies (yeah)
only pulling up in foreigns, only two seats (only two seats)
we was never ever friends, you never knew me (no)
in a drop top, still will fire up your spot (bah, bah)
uzi in the back, make a strap look like some toy props (toy props)
you not a g, we know you snitchin’, you a whole cop (shh)
pull up to the hood, we sendin’ shots ’cause you a whole opp (boom boom boom)
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