Oh Boy!

(Verse 1)
 Yukmouth be off the chain like a rottweiler
 Spit flame I cock lava, became the bass baller
 Sip 'pagne in the drop troller
 Give game to shot callers
 Who bring the spot prouder
 Campaigne, off course they gonna holler (Oh boy!)
 Nigga, bandana'ed up and tatted out
 Bling blingin, neck, wrist and mouth platted out
 Lavish out (Oooh!) drop tunes, livin but sav it up (Oooh ooh)
 Send a package out till they strike a batter out (Oh boy!)
 If you aint got 2 or 3 TV's and DVD's dont even ride your shit
 If you aint sittin on 20's, go and buy some shit
 When we ride and make you handcuff and hide your bitch (Oh boy!)
 When your under arrest cause? all over?
 And under her dress, she run to her ex
 Puttin hickeys all over her neck
 She bought me a Lex
 Playboy, its all on a bitch (Oh boy!)
 (Chorus)
 When you see me and my niggas come?
 Got these playa hatas on hold (Oh boy!)
 I just flipped the new big body
 Got these playa hatas on hold (Oh boy!)
 So much money and iced up in this? boy
 Got these playa hatas on hold (Oh boy!)
 Mami'll holla at a real playboy
 Got these playa hatas on hold (Oh boy!)
 (Verse 2)
 Ballers check your credentials
 You gotta be over spotted, Geneva watch and know our
 pockets not a presedential
 Fuck a rental, fuck a limo
 Ridin luxury, descend through see them porno movies
 playin in my window (Oh boy!)
 Chokin pillows, a white spliff though indo
 Puff X, Lou Ferrino tough acts on Armadillo
 Bust of 'Ville dough, creepin to the jungle the woods
 In the Hillsboro, totin the pistol because we still roll (Oh boy!)
 Yo Yuk plus L.T equals very roll deep
 Gold teeth, fat belly's like Forty Fonzarelli
 Niggas feel me, so while you twerkin
 Surfin on the block hurtin
 I was?, workin excursions (Oh boy!)
 Iced up, like what
 Playa hate but ya momma and ya bitch like Yuk
 Always ridin on my nuts cause imma the hardest nigga to spit out the West
 Mouth full of diamonds, i'll swallow ice shit out baguettes (Oh boy!)
 (Chorus)
 (Verse 3)
 Cop a dollar, pop a bottle pop a pill
 If you about the dollar bill that'll make ya swallow steel
 Just because I got a deal, that doesnt mean I'm not for real
 Bitch I'm straight up out the 'Ville, my niggas kill for the scrill' (Oh boy!)
 I smoke like a chimney, drink Remy till its empty
 I'm the hottest thing since 20's on Bently's
 I'm simply, baller-ific went from roaches on the water ridges
 To smokin? up in this (Oh boy!)
 Now we have the ass for cash
 Playstation in the Range, Dreamcast in the Jag
 Navigation in the dash, situation on fast
 Lavish pack platinum package platinum peices to match (Oh boy!)
 I keep a rolla, make ya tuck in ya gold
 I'm iced out finger fuckin ya hoe
 Gettin sucked in the 'Rove
 Or catch beef, roll up that Extasy
 Broken heavily smokin
 Live and direct from East Oakland (Oh boy!)
 (Chorus) X2