Something The Lord Made - Original Soundtrack Recording

Oh My

by Chris Young

on Something The Lord Made - Original Soundtrack Recording (2012)

[Intro]
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
Li-light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best

[Hook: Roscoe Dash]
You the one girl
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Girl you got that body of a goddess
You ain't got no competition, you got it
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Li-light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I got one in Miami, she mean with a mouth piece
Like Le
Bron, I'm taking my talents down to South Beach
Pineapple to chase it, go on girl just taste it
All we drink is my sh*t, Coco Loso wasted
Love that lil waist sh*t, damn them hips just sit out
Now I see who all these hating girls be talkin' sh*t bout
From the front looking like she got some ass probably
They say that's a sign girl: ass-trology
Tight denim with them little rips in ‘em
"Wait in line" jeans, take a minute to get in ‘em
BBD say you poison well I want some of that venom girl
Girl, yeah

[Hook: Roscoe Dash]
You the one girl
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Girl you got that body of a goddess
You ain't got no competition, you got it
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Li-light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Ooohh, girl your ass is superthick
Lotta chicks off in this club and you the baddest in this b*tch
Ooohh, look at what you wearing girl
The club owner should pay you whenever you make an appearance
And you got me hooked
I might try not to look but I keep staring
Come out to my city
See I run that b*tch like errands, ooh
Grown as hell I don't care to choose
Who's coming, you, her and you
Roll this up, after you hit this once, you'll need a parachute
To tell the truth I'mma tear the roof
Out that muthaf*cker nail it too
Loud pipes, hear the coupe, vroom, got stripes like a general
You know I'm tryna get into you

[Hook: Roscoe Dash]
You the one girl
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Girl you got that body of a goddess
You ain't got no competition, you got it
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Li-light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)

[Verse 3: Roscoe Dash]
Now you the baddest that I've seen in the club all night
Girl, your booty had me stuck like a drug all night
Damn, girl I really wanna put it on you like a coaster
Love how you moving over there but I really want you closer
Let get drunk off this Moscato, do it like there's no tomorrow
Wake up and if it's up we'll do it like theres no tomorrow
Jump on it, I want it, he on it, bone it, whenever she want it
R-O-S-C-O-E Dash dismantling every component
Girl you the one, too bad I'm not a cuffer
She love the way the rapper tastes, too bad I'm not a sucker
She call me when she need it, and I'mma come running
To feed that appetite I do it anyway she want it, go

[Hook: Roscoe Dash]
You the one girl
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Girl you got that body of a goddess
You ain't got no competition, you got it
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)
When you hop my way, you make me wanna say
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Li-light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best)

[Outro: DJ Drama]
DJ Drama
And like that, we gone

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