Lyrics to Oh Wow
Thrax Productions
Uh, all this ice up on my body look like glitter, bitch
Yeah, let's have a cookout, cook some ribs and shit
Big boolin' in the back, you know I'm bickin' it
Yeah, talk down, pussy, blow your wig and shit
I'm a TR666-666, a demon, yeah, oh
You don't want it, bitch, you can come and get it
I'm a savage, I make some split decisions
I shoot choppers and hit head-on collisions
I speak wisdom and get that much as vision
You speak bird shit with the mind of a pigeon
That's why your money the size of a midget
I told my bitch to hop on my dick and move around like a fidget
Yeah, yeah
Oh wow, oh wow, oh my God
Yeah, oh wow, oh wow
Oh wow, oh wow
Oh my God, huh, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh, oh
He slept in that pussy, had him screamin', "Oh my God, bitch"
No, I'm not an amateur, yeah, I know how to ride dick (Ayy)
You fuckin' with a dime bitch, not a basic side chick (Okay, ayy)
Whoever make deposits, that's who I'ma slide with
For the Porsche, it's two-seater, Ferraris and garages (Yeah)
And my-and my thighs thick (Damn), I deserve some diamonds
He ready to cuff me, wedding dress like Dennis Rodman (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I need an Audemar (Ayy), you gotta put the time in (Bitch)
Got the whole gang with me (Yeah), I feel like Verizon (What?)
Cartier frames, ayy, just to rest my eyes in (Okay, okay)
Bitches signed the wrong deal, now they-now they cryin'
I just move in silence, and that was perfect timing (Bitch)
Uh, all this ice up on my body look like glitter, bitch
Yeah, let's have a cookout, cook some ribs and shit
Big boolin' in the back, you know I'm bickin' it
Yeah, talk down, pussy, blow your wig and shit
I'm a TR666-666, a demon, yeah, oh
You don't want it, bitch, you can come and get it
I'm a savage, I make some split decisions
I shoot choppers and hit head-on collisions
I speak wisdom and get that much as vision
You speak bird shit with the mind of a pigeon
That's why your money the size of a midget
I told my bitch to hop on my dick and move around like a fidget
Yeah, yeah
Oh wow, oh wow, oh my God
Yeah, oh wow, oh wow
Oh wow, oh wow
Oh my God, huh, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh, oh
Uh, all this ice up on my body look like glitter, bitch
Yeah, let's have a cookout, cook some ribs and shit
Big boolin' in the back, you know I'm bickin' it
Yeah, talk down, pussy, blow your wig and shit
I'm a TR666-666, a demon, yeah, oh
You don't want it, bitch, you can come and get it
I'm a savage, I make some split decisions
I shoot choppers and hit head-on collisions
I speak wisdom and get that much as vision
You speak bird shit with the mind of a pigeon
That's why your money the size of a midget
I told my bitch to hop on my dick and move around like a fidget
Yeah, yeah
Oh wow, oh wow, oh my God
Yeah, oh wow, oh wow
Oh wow, oh wow
Oh my God, huh, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh, oh
He slept in that pussy, had him screamin', "Oh my God, bitch"
No, I'm not an amateur, yeah, I know how to ride dick (Ayy)
You fuckin' with a dime bitch, not a basic side chick (Okay, ayy)
Whoever make deposits, that's who I'ma slide with
For the Porsche, it's two-seater, Ferraris and garages (Yeah)
And my-and my thighs thick (Damn), I deserve some diamonds
He ready to cuff me, wedding dress like Dennis Rodman (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I need an Audemar (Ayy), you gotta put the time in (Bitch)
Got the whole gang with me (Yeah), I feel like Verizon (What?)
Cartier frames, ayy, just to rest my eyes in (Okay, okay)
Bitches signed the wrong deal, now they-now they cryin'
I just move in silence, and that was perfect timing (Bitch)
Uh, all this ice up on my body look like glitter, bitch
Yeah, let's have a cookout, cook some ribs and shit
Big boolin' in the back, you know I'm bickin' it
Yeah, talk down, pussy, blow your wig and shit
I'm a TR666-666, a demon, yeah, oh
You don't want it, bitch, you can come and get it
I'm a savage, I make some split decisions
I shoot choppers and hit head-on collisions
I speak wisdom and get that much as vision
You speak bird shit with the mind of a pigeon
That's why your money the size of a midget
I told my bitch to hop on my dick and move around like a fidget
Yeah, yeah
Oh wow, oh wow, oh my God
Yeah, oh wow, oh wow
Oh wow, oh wow
Oh my God, huh, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh my God, bitch
Oh wow, oh, oh
