Only1skoota Oowee Lyrics

[Intro]
Purp's on the beat
Woo

[Chorus]
Purp whipped it up (Whoa)
Racks in the Louis V duffle, ooh-wee
Foreign pullin' up (Skrrt, skrrt), yeah
Boom, boom, boom, we don't tussle, ooh-wee
Shawty ain't got no waist, but she got a whole lot of back (Yessir)
Throw that ass, throw that ass back (Yessir)
I'ma buss the plastic on the racks, ooh-wee
Tailor my jeans extra tight, buss the pockets
Bitch, if it's smoke, he pop out with the rocket
Whole, whole ocean on me, not a faucet
Niggas ain't gettin' no money, need to stop it
Ooh-wee
Chiropractic, chiropractic, I'ma make the back bend (Yessir)
Ooh-wee
All the racks, all the racks
Yeah, we gettin' racks in (You hear me?)
Ooh-wee

[Verse 1]
I'ma jump right in my motion (Right in)
Bust on her face, wipe it in like lotion, yeah
Adderall, 30, I'm floatin'
That bitch runnin' around the spot like roaches
Push a button, drop the top
Start the engine at the same time
These foreigns exotic (Whoa, whoa)
We just f*ckin', I thought I told you , you ain't mine
Get in and get out of it
Ooh-wee
Too much water on me
Say he want a feature, I'm chargin' a fee
I'm feelin' like Weezy, I eat beats
She got that Reeces, I want a piece
Too much of this ego and cappin'
Play crazy, we applaud, the clip got to clappin' (Yessir)
Big rack me, please, I ain't doin' no askin'
As soon as I nut, down the lane, yeah, I'm passin' (Yessir)
My dude whippin' up good chicken (Big plate)
I got a fetish for hood bitches (C'mon)
Too much money, we do good business (You hear me)
Finger f*ckin' paper, you bullshittin' (Woo, woo)
Ooh, Lawdy, damn
She buss like a .40, damn
I'm feelin' very important, damn
I'm flooded like a toilet, damn (Woo)

[Chorus]
Purp whipped it up (Whoa)
Racks in the Louis V duffle, ooh-wee
Foreign pullin' up (Skrrt, skrrt), yeah
Boom, boom, boom, we don't tussle, ooh-wee
Shawty ain't got no waist, but she got a whole lot of back (Yessir)
Throw that ass, throw that ass back (Yessir) I'ma buss the plastic on the racks, ooh-wee
Tailor my jeans extra tight, buss the pockets
Bitch, if it's smoke, he pop out with the rocket
Whole, whole ocean on me, not a faucet
Niggas ain't gettin' no money, need to stop it
Ooh-wee
Chiropractic, chiropractic, I'ma make the back bend (Yessir)
Ooh-wee
All the racks, all the racks
Yeah, we gettin' racks in (You hear me?)
Ooh-wee

[Verse 2]
Yachty (Yachty) boat (Boat)
Purp' (Purp') float (Float)
Slurp, throat (Ooh-wee)
Perc' (Ten), whoa
Jump out the back of the ‘Bach (Uh)
I'm walkin' in with these racks (Uh)
If she got braces, I want her
I swear that mouth get wet, they suck dick the best (Uh)
Yeah, no cap (None)
Run a mile through the paper, that's four laps
Catch a nut, delete her number, old app
Bitch, you ain't nothin' if my partner get no dap
Ooh-wee
Skoota, why you do them like that?
I can't help, we loaded, money growin' like that
Bitch, I'm rollin', no loud, we tourin' like that
And I'm bussin' them down, it's snowin' like that
Ooh-wee
Fetish for lettuce, blue cheese
James chop it, Bruce Lee
Main thotties, group me
Time for my captain license, I been coastin'
I got oceans on me
Can't come on this yacht if you ain't invited
Lock them doors on it
Yeah, you hear me (Ooh)

[Chorus]
Purp whipped it up (Whoa)
Racks in the Louis V duffle, ooh-wee
Foreign pullin' up (Skrrt, skrrt), yeah
Boom, boom, boom, we don't tussle, ooh-wee
Shawty ain't got no waist, but she got a whole lot of back (Yessir)
Throw that ass, throw that ass back (Yessir)
I'ma buss the plastic on the racks, ooh-wee
Tailor my jeans extra tight, buss the pockets
Bitch, if it's smoke, he pop out with the rocket
Whole, whole ocean on me, not a faucet
Niggas ain't gettin' no money, need to stop it
Ooh-wee
Chiropractic, chiropractic, I'ma make the back bend (Yessir)
Ooh-wee
All the racks, all the racks
Yeah, we gettin' racks in (You hear me?)
Ooh-wee