Oh No

Girl Talk

Compositor: Gregg Gillis

Hit me
Generals gathered in their masses
Get out the way
Just like witches at black masses
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Evil minds that plot destruction
Get out the way
Sorcerers of death's construction
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
In the fields the bodies burning
Get out the way
As the war machine keeps turning
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Death and hatred to mankind
Get out the way
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord yeah!

Oh no! the fight's out
I'ma 'bout to punch yo...lights out
Get the fuck back, guard ya grill
There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still
I've been drankin' and bustin' two
And i been thankin' of bustin' you
Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead
And if your friends jump in, "ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo' dead
Causin' confusion, disturbin tha peace
It's not an illusion, we runnin the streets
So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers
Is there a bumper on your ass? no nigga!
I'm doin' a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the fuck outta my way
I'm d.u.i., hardly ever caught sober
And you about to get ran the fuck over

(x4)
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way

Let's go!

Aye
Teach me how to dougie (aye)

Teach me how to dougie, teach me, teach me how to dougie
Teach me how to dougie, teach me, teach me how to dougie

All my bitches love me
All my, all my bitches love me
All my bitches love me
You ain't fuckin wid my dougie!

Teach me how to dougie, teach me, teach me how to dougie
Teach me how to dougie, teach me, teach me how to dougie

All my bitches love me
All my, all my bitches love me
All my bitches love me
You ain't fuckin wid my dougie!

No one on the corner has swagger like...

Yeah buddy
Rolling like a big shot
Chevy tuned up like a nascar pit stop
Fresh paint job (check)
Fresh inside (check)
Is the outside frame in the trunk wide (yes)
Are the rims big (what)
Do it ride good (good)
Lean back right hand on the pine wood (ughh)

Whooa
Clean on the outside
Cream on the inside
Ice cream paint job (paint job)
I got screens on the dash watchin saved by the bell,
Got a house by the bay side (bay side)
Yeah im livin like that, like that like that
And im riding like that, like that like that
Boy im ridin like that and the steerin wheel wood like
A basbeall bat.
Just like archie said we ready! (ready)
Whole click straight lunatics like nelly (nelly)
Grand marquis paint job grape jelly
R triple bc big black box chevy (chevy)
Crank my car (car)
She be hummin (hummin)
Rims so big you can see me commin (commin)
Prime time click (yea)
We get money (money)
Stay iced up like tv johnny

Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Ice cream paint job

Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Cream on the inside clean on the outside
Ice cream, i , i, i, ice cream paint job

Tick tock you don't stop

They're forming in straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The blitzkrieg bop

They're piling in the back seat
They generate steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The blitzkrieg bop

If you want it you can get it
If you with it i'ma hit it
Flip it rub it up and smack it
Look back at it i'm a addict

Hey ho, let's go!

Missy be puttin' it down, i'm the hottest round
I told y'all mother (*skurt*), y'all can't stop me
Now
Listen to me now, i'm lastin' twenty rounds
And if you want me (people) then come on get me now (yes)
Is you with me now (yes) then biggie biggie bounce (yes)
I know you dig the way i sw-sw-switch my style (holla!!)
People sing around (yes)
Now people gather round, now people jump around

(2x)
Go, get your freak on (6x)
Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on