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[Intro] Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit oh, com on, yea ladies make it hot, thugs make it hot, make it pop. [1st Chorus] oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang (Bravehearts) oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally [2nd Chorus] He really really really work my body He really really really turned me on He really really really got to gut me He really really made me scream and shout [3rd Chorus] He really taught me how to work my body He really taught me how to go down south He really really tried to hurt me hurt me I really love to suck it gangsta style [Verse One] Yo we got chicks in the living room gettin it on and they ain't leaving till six in the morning O is for oochie Oh you ain't know how many O's in the bank roll sorta like the game show Who wants to be a millionaire but my name ain't Regis Nas, the one they call when they want their thing beat up. Honeys for bodies, two bravehearts, guns in the parties waves, braves, bald trade marks to army Is that horse it must be, I heard he husky, yea there goes jungle eyes red looking for trouble and that Nas dancing with dymes but who is manish Da imperal thug it's Code D grand wiz We taking honeys to the crib tonite garanteed we going to get up in thier rib tonite take a lose slang, chain, it's the braveheart gang mang when you see me pass you holla oochie bang bang. [Chorus One][Chorus Two] [Verse Two] Yeah what up ma, take a look, you hypnotized on how my long dick stretch your insides for real ma, with your thick lips and thick thighs stoke both holes, pass it to Nas or pass it to Naish, or pass it to Jung or pass it to Horse, then that ass gettin tossed fuck a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale i got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail i fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real and aint no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feel bust three times throw her the peace sign she sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta call her for weeks Long leg hoes, mo'head hoes, married bitches Me and my dog - fuckin them both they got us switchin Is the nigga gangsta? Yeah, that's how I'm livin That's how I'm playin - I got these freak fuckin hoes singin [1st Chorus] [4th Chorus] He really really fuck my coochie He really really turn me on He really really got to gut me he really really make me scream and shout [Verse Three] Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ring Deep throat my nine inch, gut from the front and grind from the side and, fuck from behind and Grab her hair slap her ass, got her screamin like she dyin Make her come four times without even tryin I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap Tight blue jeans, air max Small gucci bag No loot and no job Stay home giving blow jobs Like no prob, it's simple Holla out the window it's the project nympho Fuck my whole crew, you know how we do you got that good pussy I can share with my peoples Be a brave girl, do your thang Let them tities hang, I'll have all the bitches sayin [1st chorus][4th chorus] [Verse] When it comes to sex I'm similar to the thriller in manilla Bitches call me Horse the pussy filler I'll fuck a big boned or slim chick Beat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch Aint no sleepin in my bedroom When henny's in my dick When Flex drop the bomb i bust a nut on this bitch Deep throat, ceaser gold or pun wicked hoes Who like the way i thug and the way i flow I like head in the Benz, the four door or the Coupe Head in the staircase, the cellar or the roof Head in the studio, the bathroom or the booth Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on I pull out my python, I hit it while my wife's gone Long dick the bitch all night, I'll make her pussy sing the song [5th chorus] oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally

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