Oochie Wally (instrumental) Lyrics

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Oh yeah muthaf**ka that's that sh*t
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop


Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally
He really really really work my body
He really really really turned me out
He really really really got to gut me
He really really made me scream and shout

He really taught really me how to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style

Yo we got chicks in the living room
Getting it on and they ain't leaving till 6 in the morning
"O" is for oochie
Oh you ain't know
How many O's in the bankroll
Sort of like like the game show
"Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?"
But my name ain't Regis
Nas the one they call
When they want there thing beat up
Honeys' with bodies
With Bravehearts guns in the party
Waves, braids, baldies
Trademarks to army
Is that Horse it must be
I heard he husky
Yeah, there go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up in they rib tonight
Check the new slang
It's changed the braveheart gang bang
When you see me pa**
Holla oochie bang bang

Yeah what up ma
Take a look, you hypnotized
On how my long d**k stretch your insides
For real ma, with your thick lips and thick thighs
Stoke both holes, pa** it to Nas
Or pa** it to Naish, or pa** it to Jung
Or pa** it to Horse, then that a** gettin tossed
F**k a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got b*t*hes sendin my n***as flicks in jail
I f**k a b*t*h face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pu**y like new pu**y thats how a n***a feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my d**k sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long leg hoes, mo'head hoes, married b*t*hes
Me and my dog, f**kin them both they got us switchin
Is the n***a gangsta? Yeah, that's how I'm livin
That's how I'm playin, I got these freak f**kin hoes singin


Little young thing go around my d**k with your tongue ring
Deep throat my nine inch, gut from the front and
Grind from the side and, f**k from behind and
Grab her hair slap her a**, she screamin' like she dyin'
Make her come four times without even tryin
I'll beat that pu**y up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window it's the project nympho
F**k my whole crew, you know how we do
You got that good pu**y I can share with my peoples
Be a brave girl, do your thang
Let them t**ies hang, I'll have all the b*t*hes sayin

When it comes to sex I'm similar to the thriller in manilla
B*t*hes call me Horse the pu**y filler
I'll f**k a big boned or slim chick
Beat that pu**y up real quick then send home the b*t*h
Ain't no sleepin in my bedroom
When henny's in my d**k
When Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this b*t*h
Deep throat, Caesar gold or pun wicked hoes
Who like the way I thug and the way I flow
I like head in the Benz, the four door or the Coupe
Head in the staircase, the cellar or the roof
Head in the studio, the bathroom or the booth
Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my python, I hit it while my wife's gone
Long d**k the b*t*h all night, I'll make her pu**y sing the song

Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
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