Testo oops!!! - Yung Gravy feat. Lil Wayne
Testo della canzone oops!!! (Yung Gravy feat. Lil Wayne), tratta dall'album oops!!!
Ayy, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilis, my ex be on some (woah)
Superman, I get them bands but ain't gon' buy you roses
Super-duper, get them cougars, took my wrist and froze it
Super-duper (woah)
Y'all got Oompa Loompa (woah)
I ain't never knew ya (woah)
Prolly still ran through 'em though
Oh, wait, wait, wait, I, I do know your h-?
You talkin' 'bout, you talkin' 'bout Tracy?
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
You mean, you mean like, Tracy with the rump?
Tracy with the, with the Honda?
Well
Oops! Baby
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby
Oops, my fault
I send-send her home, I don't let her wipe off
Send-send her home, walk in front and might fall
I forgot the -, oops, live my life raw
I'm about to oops, oops, in her eyeball
Now she got the number, feelin'-feelin' like bae
I just said I love her, oops, what did I say?
Now she want kids, want kids in her oops, oops
Oops, my B, excuse my V
And you already know I'm finna lose my peace
Get pool like deep, get loose like leaf
Can't lose my sleep, kick up my feet like I blew my knee
Oops, I'm me
Oops, I hit it again then flee
Oops, I did it again Britney
Oops, I did it again Britney
Yeah, I said, "Oops! Baby"
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby (Weezy, Gravy)
Oops baby, baby (mhm), it's Weezy Gravy
Oops baby, baby (mhm), this sh- go crazy
Oops, baby
Gravy want your lady, it's a doozie, baby
Drippin' and I'm sippin', yung groovy, baby
With yo' lady, we gon' make a movie, baby (of us f-)
If I want your b-, I'm gon' f- (on sight)
Try to run up on me, good luck (pussy)
Gravy in the building getting bucks (and h-)
Got bread like Scrooge McDuck
Lil' b-, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them, clap them cheeks, yeah
I'm b-' on yo mama, look like Frosted Mini-Wheats
And I'm happy she's a freak, I been on my tweak sh-
I be clappin' cheeks, she got Pixar mom physique
My neck, my back, got your momma on my s-
My checks, my racks, it's the return of the m- mack
And I stay with the pack, though
Clap, clap, then I'm out the backdoor
Lil' Pillsbury, I stack dough
Walkin' with a limp like a crack (woah)
Yeah, I said, "Oops! Baby"
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby, Weezy Gravy
Oops! Baby
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
Pull up on a hit, like oopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby (Weezy Gravy)
Credits
Writer(s): Merrill Nisker, Dwayne Carter, Kenneth Ifill, Valentino Khan, Matthew Hauri, Sebastian Schallenberg
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