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Big Tymers - Oh Yeah! Lyrics

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TitleOh Yeah!
ArtistBig Tymers
AlbumHood Rich (2002) , Track 2
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Song lyrics
(Manny Fresh)
Yeah, mmm hmmm 
This one goes out to all the pretty young ladies out there
in pretty young lady land mmm hmmm see what I'm sayin 
I want you to just peep over your shoulders hunny... ya see

(Manny Fresh)
Now lets get it understood (Oh Yeah)
That I'm treat her real good (Oh Yeah)
And I'm a love her all my life (Oh Yeah)
And keep her flooded with ice (Oh Yeah)
Now just take my hand (Oh Yeah)
You'se my woman I'm your man (Oh Yeah)
Now you the one that I done chose (Oh Yeah)
And I don't love them other hoes (Oh Yeah)
Now make them niggas understand (Oh Yeah)
You already got a man (Oh Yeah)
You need a player that's strong (Oh Yeah)
And that'll never do you wrong (Oh Yeah)
And if them boys try to touch (Oh Yeah)
You should kick them in the nuts (Oh Yeah)
Cause them tittys just right (Oh Yeah)
Make a player wanna bite (Oh Yeah)
Cause I'm your one and only lover (Oh Yeah)
And we don' have to use a rubber (Oh Yeah)
Now look what we done did (Oh yeah)
Messed around and had some kids (Oh Yeah)

(Chorus)
DADDIE...You make me feel like a star 
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
DADDIE... Can I get the keys to the car?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do

(Baby)
(Ey, Ey, Ey)
I got swine on the seats (Oh Yeah)
24's on the fleet (Oh Yeah) (Lil Ones)
Lets thump in my ride (Oh Yeah)
And mommy stay fly (Oh Yeah)
Boy I'm the neighborhood king (Oh Yeah)
Y'all know it I'm the car show king (Oh Yeah)
I mean I say ya love my style (Oh Yeah)
I throw partys buck wild (Oh Yeah)
Daddy I'm the number 1 stunna (Oh Yeah)
And I shine every summa (Oh Yeah)
Boy know I have to change my paint (Oh Yeah)
Cuz that stock shit stank (Oh Yeah)
Ey,Ey, Re-do the inside (Oh Yeah)
25 inch rims an' tires (Oh Yeah)
I keep them strapped and shy (Oh Yeah)
New Benz cause mommy so fly (Oh Yeah)

(Chorus)
DADDIE...You make me feel like a star 
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
DADDIE... Can I get the keys to the car?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you 
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
(Big Tymers, Boo and Gotti alright?)
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do 
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you (hello, shy-town)
DADDIE it's what ever you wanna do 

(Gotti)
Dude if it's blue it get copped (Oh Yeah)
From the drops to the watch to the rocks (Oh Yeah)
Whoa that glock gettin hot (Oh Yeah)
Got dough so I'm coppin that yaht (Oh Yeah)
Now I'm frozen like and ice box (Oh Yeah)
Brotha Jacks and the Jordan, Mike hot (Oh Yeah)
And I'm still street my pop (Oh Yeah)
If I'm ever in a tight spot (Oh Yeah)

(Boo)
Yeah I'm rollin with the flyers (Oh Yeah)
Just back seat ridin' (Oh Yeah)
You know biggie d drivin' (Oh Yeah)
Wit two freaks inside it (Oh Yeah)
So we with the Big Tymers (Oh Yeah)
You betta' warn your baby momma'(Oh Yeah)
Cause Boo and Gotti causin' problems (Oh Yeah)
So Just back up off us (Oh Yeah)
(Chorus until fade)
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lyrics corrected by Paul




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