MEEK MILL ft. TAKBAR, BEANIE SIGEL & OMELLY - Ooouuu Remix (The Game Diss) lyrics


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    MEEK MILL ft. TAKBAR, BEANIE SIGEL & OMELLY - Ooouuu Remix (The Game Diss) lyrics



    INTRO  (TAKBAR)
     Pussy, you's a bitch ass nigga, nigga
     Never did nothing in your fucking life
     What's your resume, you's a male stripper nigga
     None of the real niggas in Cali fuck with you nigga
     You know I'm plugged in and you know who this is talking pussy
     You always showed me the utmost respect nigga
     You's a bitch nigga
     Never did nothing in your life how dare you play with niggas like us
     What the fuck is your resume?

    VERSE 1  (OMELLY)
     Its Osama Twin Llamas and I'ma fuck around
     Why you worried about Meek? sit your gay ass down
     Actin' like you that nigga when you a fuckin' clown
     You wanna rumble? I got the 30 on me right now
     Swing a punch, bop, bop, you goin' right down
     Barkin' up the wrong tree, it's time to bite now
     Ain't no more coppin' pleas, it's on sight now
     Trigger finger itchin', fuck the wait, strike now

    BREAK  (TAKBAR)
     Nigga, you was a stripper, nigga
     You copped a plea in every beef you been in nigga
     You can't be fuckin' serious
     You bumped your fuckin' head, you joke
     Nigga you's a fu-, I can't believe this nigga, man
     That'll push up like this

    VERSE 2  (OMELLY)
     Murder, murder, murder that be the case
     Man this nigga outta pocket, man he softer than Drake
     Drum on my lap, I'm strapped when I hop out the Wraith
     Swing a punch on cuz, I knock a chunk out your face
     Had a glass pot Pyrex, cookin' the flour
     You had a thong up you ass, male hooker for dollars
     I got enough clips, bitch, we can shoot up for hours
     Get it jumpin', hit the switch like a '64 Impala
     Clip fully auto whole strip'll get showered

    BREAK (BEANIE SIGEL, OMELLY & MEEK MILL)
     One phone call I'm in LA in three hours
     The bully, please don't bring me out of retirement
     Aye Mac chill let me do my thing I got him
     Ooouuu, ooouuu, ooouuu
     [You was a stripper]
     Philly shit
     [Nigga you trippin'
     You was a stripper]
     B Mac in the building, Omelly in the building
     Deuce in the building
     DC in the building, Yay in the building

    VERSE 3  (MEEK MILL)
     I can never lose, chess or checkers make a move
     Drippin' in them jewels like I just got out the pool
     Skinny nigga sittin' on that money like the jews
     Only time we make it to the TV if it's the news
     We was tryna make it out them trenches, you dig?
     Young niggas trappin' out them benches, you dig?
     You gon' be a felon or a witness, you dig?
     All this money, murderin' is senseless, it is
     Fuck 'em and tell 'em if I ain't gon' feed 'em
     All this money I'm gettin', prolly ain't gon' need 'em
     Niggas said that we beefin', prolly ain't gon' see 'em
     I'm just pushin' them buttons on 'em and they gon' leave him
     Durk checked you, Thug sonned you [what else?]
     Fif dropped you [what else?], Mac oned you [what else?]
     Strippers turned rappers look what we come to
     You a faggot, my lady'll never fuck you
     G A M E, please don't tempt me
     Four pound with the lemon squeeze like simply
     Ridin' dirty sippin' on the eighth like Pimp C
     Land at the Clearport, truck my Bentley
     Comin' down Sunset, I'm not done yet
     I've been to Bompton, you don't run that
     Shout out to YG, where my bloods at?
     Call my eses, where them guns at?
     I'm with them 40 niggas, I'm never with 40 niggas
     Promo your album they got you making up stories, nigga
     Stripper to rapper, rapper to stripper you corny, nigga
     A sucka

    BREAK   (MEEK MILL)
     That's what you do to sell you album
     You only gon' sell like 15 thousand the first week
     I put a mil' on it
     DC4 on the way
     Heh, y'all niggas is crazy talk to the D's I got lawyer money

    VERSE 4  (MEEK MILL)
     You was signed to a rat, you a mouse nigga
     I'm sittin' on that money like a couch, nigga
     Make me crumble you cookie, you Girl Scout nigga
     Make me move to Calabassas, buy a house, nigga
     Calabassas, Mac 10 the masks
     Waiting on that red Bentley just to fly past us
     Hollow tips ripple through the window, shatter glasses
     Mac just landed at the port he want some action
     Catch you at the drive-through, hit 'em and wax 'em
     Desert eagle Sigel hit your body, slide you backwards
     Make a nigga moonwalk, talkin' Michael Jackson
     I don't let my goons talk, they be only clappin'
     Menace to society, got guns by varieties
     Teardrops on your face, you ain't got no bodies
     Son you like you Ray Ray, nigga you ain't Bobby
     Treat you like you Day Day, Deebo on a Friday, pussy
     Somebody touch me then somebody die
     Beat the body, throw a party like its Mardi Gras
     I'm from Philly, nigga, all we know is homicide
     Throwing millis tryna make a nigga momma cry
     Brace yourself double barrel pipe
     Do him like Caine's cousin Harold at the light
     Weigh like 170, nigga, I don't fight
     Do it with the guns or we can do it with the knife
     Do this shit for fun, we could do this shit tonight
     Cause we was never cool, nigga, you was just 'aight
     New Jack City me and Chino on the bike
     I'm sittin' back with the uzi that's your life
     I'm gone

    OUTRO  (TAKBAR)
     Pussy
     This ain't about East or West neither nigga
     Its about niggas and bitches, power and money
     Riders and punks
     Nigga you been a bitch nigga
     You don't do nothing that we do nigga
     You don't get down like we do
     We applying pressure on you bitch ass nigga
     You know what I'm saying
     Niggas already know man Tak, Bossilini, a underboss
                        

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