In a vivid depiction of affluence and hedonism, YBN Almighty Jay and Blac Youngsta explore themes of wealth, indulgence, and fleeting relationships. The repeated exclamations of "ooh" serve as reactions to the opulence they encounter, emphasizing their financial success. The lyrics detail their lavish lifestyles, from counting blue hundred-dollar bills to extravagant spending that leaves others in awe. They also touch on the transient nature of romantic encounters, often driven by material allure rather than genuine connection. The song's narrative conveys a sense of dominance in both social and economic realms, reinforced by references to expensive cars, luxurious tours, and dismissive attitudes towards less fortunate individuals. Ultimately, it paints a picture of a world where monetary power dictates interactions and defines personal worth.
Ooouuu
Lyrics
(Roy, baby)
(Daytrip took it to 10, hey)
Ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
Ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (bitch)
I thumb through the racks like ooh (like ooh)
All of my hunnids, they blue (blue)
These bitches don't know what to do
I make 'em spin like a hula hoop
Ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
Ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (bitch)
We get 'em gone like ooh (like ooh)
Your bitch keep on calling me boo (callin' me boo)
This bitch 'bout to kill my mood
She seen all the racks and the bitch said, "Ooh"
Knock it out ooh
Pull up in the coupe and I jump out the roof (skrrt)
Your bitch done grew (bitch)
She sit on the racks and don't know what to do
We on tour and I know you a fan, let your bitch on the bus
(Let your bitch on the bus)
Hold on, bro
If she fuckin' the gang, then she comin' with us
(She comin' with us)
Ooh, hold on
Gas too strong
Baby, what's wrong? (What?)
Plug from Hong Kong
We get 'em in, it gone
You know our money long
Your bitch won't leave me alone
Hit her from the back
She said,"Ooh" I like this song
(Ooh, ooh, gang gang)
Ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
Ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (bitch)
I thumb through the racks like ooh (gang)
All of my hunnids, they blue (rich nigga)
These bitches don't know what to do
I make 'em spin like a hula hoop (fuck nigga)
Ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
Ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (bitch)
We get 'em gone like ooh (like ooh)
Your bitch keep on calling me boo (callin' me boo) (racks)
This bitch 'bout to kill my mood
She seen all the racks and the bitch said, "Ooh" (ooh ohh ooh)
Moonwalk on a bitch like MJ
I don't really fuck with her 'cause she been fake (gang)
You know you get docked when you pay your rent late (bitch)
And I ain't ever get along with my inmates
You ain't just comin' out, boy, you probably been gay
E'rybody runnin' out when I up the big K
All these chains on my neck, I ain't Kunta Kinte
I was on the highway with dope in my intake
Rob the dice game, kill the light man
Smack a rap nigga and kill his hype man
You can never catch me with a ugly bitch
Fuck her in the dark, kill the light-stand
Parallel park, I'm the ice man
I'll send a message through the Kite Man
And I'm killin' shit with my right hand
And left, zoom
Ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
Ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (bitch)
I thumb through the racks like ooh (like ooh)
All of my hunnids, they blue (blue)
These bitches don't know what to do
I make 'em spin like a hula hoop
Ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
Ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (yeah) ooh (bitch)
We get 'em gone like ooh (like ooh)
Your bitch keep on calling me boo (callin' me boo)
This bitch 'bout to kill my mood
She seen all the racks and the bitch said "ooh" (ooh)
Writer(s): Sammie Benson, Jay Bradley
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
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