Ooh LA LA (feat. Greg Nice & DJ Premier)

Ooh la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (hey)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (hey)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (let's go)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (go go go go)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (go go go)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh la la

Lookin' for M's, like I lost a friend
Jump outta my bed like, "where the bread?"
You go hold an egg, waiter bring the cheque
When we talk, we Kalashnikov, keep us in your thoughts
Fully dressed at the crack of dawn, weapons letting off

I can hear them from the block, see them creeping through the fog
Season's greetings, now feeding season can start, oh my God
Look alive, lookin' like I live life on a crooked line
Doin' fine, you want maximum stupid, I am the guy

First of all, fuck the fuckin' law, we is fuckin' raw
Steak tartare, oysters on the half shell, sushi bar
Life a bitch, and the pussy fish, still fucked her raw
I'm a dog, I'm a dirty dog, ha ha ha ha ha
Ol' dirty bastard, go in your jaw, shimmy, shimmy, ya

Got the semi in the Hemi, going gimme, gimme, ya
Pugilistic, my linguistics are Jeru the Damaja
And I rap it pornographic, bitch, set up the camera

Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (hey)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (ah, oui oui)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui
(Got some weed, got some weed)

Ooh la la, ah, oui oui
(Got some weed, got some weed)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui
(I need a bottle of Moet, ho, come on)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (garçon)

You covet disruption, I got you covered I'm bussin'
My brother's a runner, he crushin', it's no discussion
I used to be munchkin, I wasn't 'posed to be nothin'
Y'all fuckers corrupted, or up to something disgusting
My pockets are plumper this season, I love to cup 'em

I'm afraid of nothin' but nothingness ain't it something
Warmongers are dumpin' a point and click at your pumpkin (look out)
Your suppin' is scrumptious so put your kids in the oven

Fuck a king or queen and all of their loyal subjects
I'll pull my penis out and I piss on their shoes in public
People, we the pirates, the pride of this great republic
No matter what you order muhfucka, we're what you're stuck with

I used to love Bruce, but livin' my vida loca
Help me understand, I'm probably more of a joker
When we usher in chaos just know that we did it smilin'
Hannibal's on this island, inmates run the asylum

Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (hey)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (hey)
Ooh la la, ah, oui oui (hey)
Ooh la la, ah (dj, dj)



Credits
Writer(s): Jaime Meline, Darryl Otis Barnes, Michael Santigo Render, Christopher Martin, Greg O. Mays, Torbitt Castleman Schwartz, Keith Elam, Wilder Zoby Schwartz
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