Ooouuu REMIX by Kandie by Kandie Lyrics
Yea they hatin' but they broke tho
Meanwhile, I'm just trying be a mogul
Hunid million views now i'm global
You think he fateful but little do you know hoe
I got yo n*gga on his knees, as if he finta make a proposal
My legs got his head in a choke hold
henswa I call yo n*gga low blow
Y'all b*tches talk sh*t, but y'all finta get flushed
Y'all chicken headed b*tches, all finta get plucked
Y'all B*tches talk tough but y'all b*tches really scary
Y'all just a bunch of words like a f*cking dictionary
But I got, goons with hallow b*tches
Gotta swallow bitches
No Twitta or Insta, but they follow b*tches
Creep up in her house, and snatch her tongue up out her mouth
Then take everything she got, including the coins between her couch
And then they out
Yea my n*ggas be in and out no fast food
They don't play no games, they hate Taboos
I roll with hood b*tches
Fat asses and perky titties
Yea we all fancy, we a bunch of Iggies
Walked by and had her n*ggas like Ooouuu
Little do they know I'm dude
My nose ring, bangles, and bamboos
all gold and my weave is too
[And this is uhh four bundles and a frontal to be exact
Which is pretty light for me, because i usually do six and up
But, you know]
Let's take a moment to be honest
To these hoes, I'm like hooked on phonics
I show these girls, how it's really done
I'm the instructor to bad b*itch 101
I showed yo b*tch how to be a bad b*tch
Wasn't for me n*igga, yo b*tch would be average
I'm just a young bad b*tch that be up on his fashion
Stay dressed to kill I'm f*cking assassin
Check my resume i gotta few f*cks
And I don't care about across
My pockets on respucia
Named Kandie with a K
Hoes can't name a time i didn't slay
But I got something I gotta say
So let me get that up out the way
I wonder how, Hip-Hop is so homophobic
I wondered if y'all homophobic rappers noticed
Y'all be bragging about all these brands
Which are made by gay men
Tom Ford and Christian Loub
Versace and YSL too
Ha, and Gucci too
Just to name a few
[Everytime I come on they be like turn this faggot sh*t off I can't motherf*cking relate
Well if that's the case n*gga come up out that Balenciaga
And take off that Hermes belt
But you can't relate to that either, right
My nails cost like 4 hunid
holographic paint with the bows on it
A million christie crystals
My middle fingers look like discos
I'm too ahead of these hoes I can't keep up
Cause every time they speed up
them b*tches hit a speed bump
They always in the back of me, them b*tches never passing me
And I always look down on them
I guess it's just the giraffe of me
I'm here to prove even a fag can be worthy
So these rappers finta get ate like Kobe's old jersey
N*gga love to chit-chat, but I don't partake in that
A N*gga talk about me, and I'm snap like the app
But moral of the story is Ooouuu
Tell them motherf*ckers make room
A fag N*gga comin' through
Finta f*ck up the game like Ooouuu
Haters on my body shake them off (x2)
Muah
It's yo boy Kandie
Meanwhile, I'm just trying be a mogul
Hunid million views now i'm global
You think he fateful but little do you know hoe
I got yo n*gga on his knees, as if he finta make a proposal
My legs got his head in a choke hold
henswa I call yo n*gga low blow
Y'all b*tches talk sh*t, but y'all finta get flushed
Y'all chicken headed b*tches, all finta get plucked
Y'all B*tches talk tough but y'all b*tches really scary
Y'all just a bunch of words like a f*cking dictionary
But I got, goons with hallow b*tches
Gotta swallow bitches
No Twitta or Insta, but they follow b*tches
Creep up in her house, and snatch her tongue up out her mouth
Then take everything she got, including the coins between her couch
And then they out
Yea my n*ggas be in and out no fast food
They don't play no games, they hate Taboos
I roll with hood b*tches
Fat asses and perky titties
Yea we all fancy, we a bunch of Iggies
Walked by and had her n*ggas like Ooouuu
Little do they know I'm dude
My nose ring, bangles, and bamboos
all gold and my weave is too
[And this is uhh four bundles and a frontal to be exact
Which is pretty light for me, because i usually do six and up
But, you know]
Let's take a moment to be honest
To these hoes, I'm like hooked on phonics
I show these girls, how it's really done
I'm the instructor to bad b*itch 101
I showed yo b*tch how to be a bad b*tch
Wasn't for me n*igga, yo b*tch would be average
I'm just a young bad b*tch that be up on his fashion
Stay dressed to kill I'm f*cking assassin
Check my resume i gotta few f*cks
And I don't care about across
My pockets on respucia
Named Kandie with a K
Hoes can't name a time i didn't slay
But I got something I gotta say
So let me get that up out the way
I wonder how, Hip-Hop is so homophobic
I wondered if y'all homophobic rappers noticed
Y'all be bragging about all these brands
Which are made by gay men
Tom Ford and Christian Loub
Versace and YSL too
Ha, and Gucci too
Just to name a few
[Everytime I come on they be like turn this faggot sh*t off I can't motherf*cking relate
Well if that's the case n*gga come up out that Balenciaga
And take off that Hermes belt
But you can't relate to that either, right
My nails cost like 4 hunid
holographic paint with the bows on it
A million christie crystals
My middle fingers look like discos
I'm too ahead of these hoes I can't keep up
Cause every time they speed up
them b*tches hit a speed bump
They always in the back of me, them b*tches never passing me
And I always look down on them
I guess it's just the giraffe of me
I'm here to prove even a fag can be worthy
So these rappers finta get ate like Kobe's old jersey
N*gga love to chit-chat, but I don't partake in that
A N*gga talk about me, and I'm snap like the app
But moral of the story is Ooouuu
Tell them motherf*ckers make room
A fag N*gga comin' through
Finta f*ck up the game like Ooouuu
Haters on my body shake them off (x2)
Muah
It's yo boy Kandie