Young Thug – Ooou (Official Music Audio)

Lyrics “Ooou” by Young Thug

Like ooou-ooou..
I treat it right, I beat it up, that’s right, she say she love me
I can’t decide if I wan’ buss it on her eye or coochie
Beat to the right, read to the right
Beat it left and right, I’m ’bout to beat it left and right
Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up

I see the jealousy inside all your friends
They wanna be us, be us
Told you mama kick back and put your feet up
Come and put your feet up
Yeah, we gon’ go and feast up
Everybody with me feast up

Slow roll, roll from the side then I left right beat it, yeah
Even when I beat it from the front, I still see them cheeks, yeah
Everything you do, you say, is so unique, yeah
Silky drawers and they match the sheets, yeah
I wanna know what you thinkin’ every time you think
Every time your attitude stank, but I just wanna know what you drink
Cut long loud, no gas tank
Bend you over girl, turn to the smash game

Ooou-ouou..
I treat it right, I beat it up, that’s right, she say she love me
I can’t decide if I wan’ buss it on her eye or coochie
Beat to the right, read to the right
Beat it left and right, I’m ’bout to beat it left and right
Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up

I see the jealousy inside all your friends
They wanna be us, be us
Told you mama kick back and put your feet up
Come and put your feet up
Yeah, we gon’ go and feast up
Everybody with me feast up

Wooh, everybody with me feast up
Hoo, everybody straight, no leeches
Hoo, in your sheets jeepy creepers
Dunkin’ in that bra like I’m LeBron
N**ga, leapin’, leapin’, leapin’, inside you
N**ga, creep, creep, creepin’, right around two
I wanna f**k you on the bleachers, when we were in school
N**ga, been dream, dreamin’ of f**kin’ on you

I beat it ’til she don’t want no more
When she say stop, you gotta go slow
And I’m in that water like a tadpole
Started seein’ white stuff, call it egg yolk
And she say it’s big, but she not scared though
And I pull her wig on her backbone
And I got the stick by the back door
And I’m ’bout to stuff it through her backbone

Like ooou-ooou..
I treat it right, I beat it up, that’s right, she say she love me
I can’t decide if I wan’ buss it on her eye or coochie
Beat to the right, read to the right
Beat it left and right, I’m ’bout to beat it left and right
Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up

I see the jealousy inside all your friends
They wanna be us, be us
Told you mama kick back and put your feet up
Come and put your feet up
Yeah, we gon’ go and feast up
Everybody with me feast up

Ooou-ooou..
Like ooou-ooou, yeah, yeah
Ooou-ooou..
Yeah, we gon’ go and feast up
Everybody with me feast up…

➤ Produced by London On Da Track
Young Thug 2018

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