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Ooh LA LA Ft. Greg Nice & DJ Premier
Run the Jewels
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Uh, hey (oh, shit)
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
Ooh, la-la, ah, oui-oui
Ooh, la-la, ah, oui-oui
Ooh, la-la
Lookin' for M's like I lost a friend
Jump out of my bed like, "Where that bread?"
You gon' hold a egg, waiter bring the check
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 the 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, hahahaha
Ol' dirty bastard, go in your jaw, shimmy, shimmy, ya
Got the semi in the hemi, go and 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, ayy)
Ooh, la-la, ah, oui-oui
Ooh, la-la, ah, oui-oui (I need a bottle of Moรซt, ho, come on)
Ooh, la-la, ah, oui-oui (what's up?)
You covet disruption, I got you covered, I'm bustin' (bustin')
My brother's a runner, he's crushin', it's no discussion (discussion)
I used to be munchkin, I wasn't 'posed to be nothin' (nothin')
Y'all fuckers corrupted, or up to somethin disgustin'
My pockets are plump for the season, I love to cuff 'em
I'ma afraid of nothin' but nothin', the same as somethin'
Warmongers are dumpin' a pointed click at your pumpkin (look out)
You're somethin' 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, mo'fucka, we're what you're stuck wit'
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
DJ, DJ
Ooh, la-la
Ooh, la, la, la, la
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, la-la, ah, oui-oui
Ooh, la, la, la, la, la
Ah, oui, ah, oui, ah
Ah, ah, ah, oui, oui
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