Mark Ronson, Ghostface, & Nate Ooh Wee Lyrics
            La-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
            Yo, what's the deal, n____?
            Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that
            Trynna get our head rights, get this money right
            You know what I'm sayin', you know how it go
            Just another day in the hood (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
            Yo, yo
        
            [Ghostface Killah]
            Aiyo, what a night, New York City, heard it goin' down
            Friday night, midnight, Atlantic City
            Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when they ring off
            Lock the doors, that's when Ghost just g'd off
            Cigars, paisley robes
            Four b____es guardin' me safely as we walk to the window
            The cashier was scared, she asked for my info
            The manager arrived with two guards, that's an insult
            That's the cause, just because
            We talkin' bout 5 million dollars here, this ain't Play-doh dough
            And your horoscope read, you gon' slay those lows
            We got scribbes, Anthony Acid, rockin' the show
            Special guest: Starks / Mark Ronson
            First five hundred b____es went crazy he let them on and in
            All he did was plug me in, I got the chargin'
            Got they bras and ran through they whole apartment (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
        
            [Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg]
            Oooooh weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
        
            [Nate Dogg]
            When I step into the party, all the ladies wanna know
            I'm hangin' wit the ballers, yeah, or my n____ Ghost
            I can tell you what they say haters, if you wanna know
            They say ooooooh wee
            When I'm roll in my Mercedes, all the ladies wanna roll
            Be my Juliet and I can be your Romeo
            If you actin' menace I can pick another hoe
            Oooooooooh weee (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
            In the middle of the summer, or even twenty below
            I'm a bad m***af***a, I'm way to f***in' cold
            Let me tell you what they say, when I'm pullin' off my drawers
            They say ooooooooooh weeeee
        
            [Trife]
            Aiyo, aiyo
            My games here to party, just to cut up a rug
            Don't make me wanna cut up a thug
            Now play something for D.J., cuz there's nothin' but love
            Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub
            When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud
            The Theodore Unit, we controllin' the club
            Mamies, shakin' they a__, they throwin' it up
            Like a B.E.T. commercial, I'm "wrappin' it up"
        
            [Chorus 2X]
        
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