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MARK RONSON lyrics : "Ooh Wee"

(feat. Ghostface Killah, Nate Dogg, Trife)

[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Nate Dogg)]


(La-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
Yo, what's the deal, ^!$$%?

Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that
Trynna get our head rights, get this money right
You know what I'm sayin', you know how it go

Just another day in the hood (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
Yo, yo


[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, what a night, New York City, heard it goin' down
Friday night, midnight, Atlantic City

Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when they ring off
Lock the doors, that's when Ghost just g'd off
Cigars, paisley robes

Four (*##$es guardin' me safely as we walk to the window
The cashier was scared, she asked for my info
The manager arrived with two guards, that's an insult

That's the cause, just because
We talkin' bout 5 million dollars here, this ain't Play-doh dough
And your horoscope read, you gon' slay those lows

We got scribbes, Anthony Acid, rockin' the show
Special guest: Starks / Mark Ronson
First five hundred (*##$es went crazy he let them on and in

All he did was plug me in, I got the chargin'
Got they bras and ran through they whole apartment (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)


[Chorus x2: Nate Dogg]
Oooooh weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)


[Nate Dogg]
When I step into the party, all the ladies wanna know
I'm hangin' wit the ballers, yeah, or my ^!$$% Ghost

I can tell you what they say haters, if you wanna know
They say ooooooh wee
When I'm roll in my Mercedes, all the ladies wanna roll

Be my Juliet and I can be your Romeo
If you actin' menace I can pick another hoe
Oooooooooh weee (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)

In the middle of the summer, or even twenty below
I'm a bad mutha$#&@a, I'm way to $#&@in' cold
Let me tell you what they say, when I'm pullin' off my drawers

They say ooooooooooh weeeee

[Trife]

Aiyo, aiyo
My games here to party, just to cut up a rug
Don't make me wanna cut up a thug

Now play something for D.J., cuz there's nothin' but love
Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub
When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud

The Theodore Unit, we controllin' the club
Mamies, shakin' they $$#, they throwin' it up
Like a B.E.T. commercial, I'm "wrappin' it up"


[Chorus x2]

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