Texican - Ooouuu 1+2 lyrics

Yuh ooouuu! Ooouuu!
One more time hit it!

Back on the beat with the better verse yuh
Texican take on the universe yuh
Everybody want the editing yuh
Nothing raw, not your everyday yuh
Am I right, you hate the regular? Yuh
Tell 'em Straighter
What you shoulda heard yuh
Straighter than the fucking stripper pole yuh
Super straight so fuck your movement
Hoe got the boys like ooouuu
Motherfucker, I'd take your advice
But I ain't gotta prove nothing to ya
Your insignificance just went
Through the roof
I don't care if you're a power player or
If you got the elite on your side
I mean it cause I brought all my truth
Come from nothing, exploding


And bring the game down that's bogus
I mean my name is not only
The thing that strikes fear or hopelessness
I am on top a new age
We on top of a new game
We on top of a new game
Tell em- tell em- tell em
I've been losing my sleep
I can't believe my mind slipping like peels
I've been tryna cook up
Anything with some appeal
Everybody wants me to edit
No one wants the real shit
They ain't wanna do it with that real shit
They ain't wanna feature when it kill me
They say my music is shit
But I make a claim, hate it
But they ain't got reels
Shit, who made an album for ya, huh?
Who made an album for ya, what?
Who made an album in a month just to jump and
Plummet off the bridge cause
You want it? Huh? Not these idols, huh?
And you complain cause it ain't good
Me and Scottie tryna take off for us
Cause we all tryna get out the hood ooouuu

She know, she know, she know
She so fine, she fine, she fine
And I know, I know, I know
I might die, might die, might die
But you don't really gotta tease right now
You don't really gotta tease right now
I don't really gotta see right now
Cause I know
Yeah she know, she know, she know
She so fine, so fine, so fine
And I know, I know, I know
I'm not fine, not fine, not fine
But you don't really gotta tease right now
I don't really gotta sleep right now
You don't really gotta tease right now
I know

You know my raps be flowin
Have her legs open like Michael Jordan
In every sport I stay scorin
She loves suckin on my organs
Not Mike Williams but I still made it
Making trick shots, hitting em, faze it
Not gonna lie, this year's been shit
Getting hoes like the Texican
My family's proud I'm as high as the clouds
These bitches get plowed
Shots feel like a Glock
I'm fucking these thots
Can't trust no cops, keep taking these shots
Scott on the beat, feel very neat
Every girl saying a beast in the sheets
Hop out on my feet
Eyes on the booty just like a pirate
Acting like a sergeant
She touching my privates
Screaming so loud, told the bitch "Be quiet"
If you got a blunt, you know Imma light it
That girl is a slut, slut
Actin tough get cut, cut
Like a squirrel, she want my nuts
Get a hole-in-one call it putt-putt
I bust a nut, dick in her gut
Smackin her butt, this raw and uncut
(Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu)
These bitches hot call 'em Fuego
Keep on the strap I'm on Halo
(Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu)
Don't hate the player, hate on the game
I fucked a bitch don't remember her name
(Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu)
I need a reefer, pass it to me
I only fuckin if she clean
We end up fuckin before the first date
I twenty feet gates
Move to the net, bitch I don't wanna wait
So much ice on my wrist we can skate
Feel like a dentist when I fill up her teeth
I crunch her back like
The chocolate bar Heath
Beat your ass up when you say I want beef
Fill up the mill, I'm not talkin bout me
She actin salty
She down bad, I might fuck on her peach
Her on my bedsheets, I hope they don't crease
Fuck her so hard that she couldn't even speak
Told her to hurry up and get on her knees
She plowing the dirt while
I'm planting my seeds
Everyone knows that I don't like a tease
Try to fight me then I'll make your ass bleed

Yeah this is crazy
I had to rewrite this verse
But you didn't wanna hear the other one
(Yuh, Yuh, Yuh)

(Yuh, Ay) run that verse again, it's crazy
This shit got me feeling so amazing
High as cloud 9 on Vicodin, crazy
Flow so lazy I don't need to change it
Designer, I think it's overrated
I say wearing Gucci on my face
The style on my shit is just super basic
I would rather have me sold up on some
Asics, Adidas, Nike, Under Armor
Face it, it's better than willingly throwing
Away money on a glass of they champagne
I'll be fine with wine from a seafood place
See the flows, I change it
Water's receding upstream when I ace it
People be thinking that I
Ain't gonna say shit
Don't need to talk to me to say shit
Up in the clouds
You wanna see the medallion?
King of the 10, you wanna be someone valiant?
Remember that shit that I wrote
Down in the valley
That ammunition adding kills to the tally
Bap bap bap, like the shots off Commerce
1, 2, 3, rappers under my armor
Praise for the victory they being Adolf
Pray for they health fore they
Flows all cut off
Didn't wanna play but you forced my hand
Drop my hand on your city like damn
I don't need guns, I don't need blood
I don't need that to lay your career to rest
I'm on top of the world, where's my throne?
You ain't stopping me, now that's for sure
If you tried to make a coup I'm telling you
The punishment will be death of course
What's the deal, I increase my score
You got nothing left to say now, what's more
Your king is setting the world on fire
And all that's left on this planet
Is for you to scar
Melt with you, I don't think so nah
Never been one now to take me off
If you were looking for someone to melt with
Then I'm sorry girl but that's your loss
Ooouuu!