Steve ""Smooth"" Sutherland Ooops (Oh My) - Tweet Lyrics
            Tell you what I did last night
            I came home, say, around a quarter to three
            Still so high
            Hypnotized
            In a trance
            From the start it, so b___er and brown and tantalizing
            You woulda thought I needed help from this feeling that I felt
            So shook I had to catch my breath
        
            Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
            Oh my
            Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
            Oh my
            Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
            Oh my
            Ooh I'm turning red
            Who could this be?
        
            I tried and I tried to avoid
            but this thing was happening
            Swollow my pride
            Let it ride and party
            But this body felt just like mines
            I got worried
            I looked over to the left
            A reflection of myself
            That's why I couldn't catch my breath
        
            Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
            Oh my
            Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
            Oh my
            Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
            Oh my
        
            Fabolous:
        
            Yea
            Yea
            Desert Storm
            Yea
            Fabolous
            Yea
            Tweet
            Yea
            Yea
        
            Shortee I strickly wanna spank you,
            The most I gotta do,
            Is spell my name to get your vikki's to your ankles,
            I'm serious mami,
            You f___in with the kid,
            A-K-A William H, Period, Bonny
            You know I'm the type that be crushin and merkin
            Havin' ladies touchin the herkin, blushin and smerkin,
            Early in morning rushin for workin,
            Screamin, oh my, F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S,
            Each night I'm freakin,
            An ma you ain't gonna talk me to death,
            Cuz you got free nights and weekends,
            Ghetto Fab's all over the place,
            Oops, oh my there go my kids all over ya face,
            Oh my
        
            Missy:
            (I looked over to the left)
            Umm I was looking so good I couldn't reject myself
            (I looked over to the left)
            Umm I was feeling so good I had to touch myself
            (I looked over to the left)
            Umm I was eyein my thighs b___er pecan brown
            (I looked over to the left)
            Umm comin outta my shirt and then the skirt came down
        
            Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
            Oh my
            Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
            Oh my
            Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
            Oh my
            Ooh I'm turning red
            Who could this be?
        
            Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
            Oh my
            Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
            Oh my
            Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
            Oh my
            Ooh I'm turning red
            Who could this be?
        
            Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
            Oh my
            Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
            Oh my
            Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my face
            Oh my
            Ooh I'm turning red
            Who could this be?
        
            Ooh My
        
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