to the beat y’all
master p
weebie holla at me c’mon i’m at the ball
i got like twelve bottles of bubbly oh
hook one x weebie
i like the way she shake it in the thong ooohhhwee
the way she make it twurk and grab the wall ooohhhwee
oh baby you know whatchu doin ooohhhwee
no limit got the steps bouncin and movin ooohhhwee
master p
i know a big girl with a ironed skirt
give her couple dollars she’ll make it work
i mean holla at me whoadie you know our crew large
my fantasy’s to have sex wit two broads
on a boat or a plane some exotic cars
from a bentley to a lex girl bring the toys
on the dance floor shawty started takin it off
took her to the vip started breakin me off
said she knew i was a baller by my iced out wrists
i told her wait it don’t stop keep drinkin the cris’
i’m a country boy just like the dukes of hazzard
see a fine chick you know i’m gon’ grab her
annie may girl where you at
this no limit boy tryin to do that thang
i said rock the boat don’t let it sank
it’s time to go to war i got the tank
hook one
master p say that then
weebie
i could work put ya body c’mon back it up back it up
you know weebie and master p we gon’ tank it up tank it up
turn around to the ground you know how it goes
catch the flow tippietoe come and wobble some mo’
like you know how i do it so don’t act surprised
for a fact gotchu dancin ’til you hurtin your thighs
now won’tcha tune it up and wobble wit it
act a fool and wobble wit it
won’tcha make it hustle ooh baby don’t pull a muscle
gotcha workin on the wall ’til you run outta breath
no limit like i told ya so y’all give us respect
now you could shake it like a dog break my fuckin balls
do it how ya do it lemme see ya take it off
hook one
hook two weebie
now won’tcha rock rock on rock rock on rock rock on
rock rock on rock rock on rock rock on rock rock on rock
now won’tcha turn around and hustle wit it
back it up and hustle wit it test around and hustle wit it
ooh baby ooh baby
master p
mary had a big ol’ butt in them tight ass jeans it’d show
and every club that mary was at them thugs were sure to go
i mean she had bowlegs wit the curves just like a bottle
project chick but pretty just like a model
when i’m rollin through the hood she on dubs
don’t mind gettin in and shakin her thang in the club
i mean beat bopper she loved the tote shoppers
call her head nurse then i’mma be the doctor
a real country mamma cook grits and eggs
and she won’t leave the farm except to get paid
candies on twat cause she love to ball
find her at the mizzle on the dresser or the mall
buyin high heels on some leather boots
or lookin for them ballers wit the crazy loot what
hook one
hook two
master p over hook two
where them no limit boys at throw them ‘bows
them no limit girls get money and what
told y’all clowns ain’t no stoppin us
putcha gameface on when ya catchin us
master p weebie
east side ooohhhwee mid west ooohhhwee
west coast ooohhhwee dirty south ooohhhwee
the ghetto clique ooohhhwee no limit ooohhhwee
haters off can’t stop us can’t stop me ooohhhwee
y’all know where we be ooohhhwee
somebody tell valet to bring my bentley
i’m about to kite wit a couple these poppers y’heard
the party’s not over ooohhhweewee
Artist: Master P Featuring Weebie
Year: 2002
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 394