Ayy, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilis, my ex be on some hoe shit
Superman, I get them bands but ain't gon' buy you roses
Super-duper, get them cougars, took my wrist and froze it
Super-duper hoes
Y'all got Oompa Loompa hoes
I ain't never knew ya hoes
Prolly still ran through 'em though
Oh, wait, wait, wait, I, I do know your hoe?
You talkin' 'bout, you talkin' 'bout Tracy?
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
You mean like, like, Tracy with the ass?
Tracy with the, with the Honda?
Well
Oops! Baby
Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
"Gravy hit my bitch"
Yeah, whoopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby
Oops, my fault
I fuck her, send her home, I don't let her wipe off
Fuck her, send her home, walk in front and might fall
I forgot the rubbers, oops, live my life raw
I'm about to nut, oops, in her eyeball
Now she got the number, bitch feelin' like bae
I just said I love her, oops, what did I say?
Now she want kids, want kids in her face, oops
Oops, my B, excuse my V
And you already know I'm finna lose my peace
Get pool like deep, get loose like leaf
Can't lose my sleep, kick up my feet like I blew my knee
Oops, I'm me
Oops, I hit it again then flee
Oops, I did it again Britney
Oops, I did it again Britney
Yeah, I said, "Oops! Baby"
Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit her five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
"Gravy hit my bitch"
Yeah, whoopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie, baby (Weezy, Gravy)
Oops baby, baby (mhm), it's Weezy Gravy
Oops baby, baby (mhm), this shit go crazy
Oops, baby
Gravy want your lady, it's a doozie, baby
Drippin' and I'm sippin', yung groovy, baby
With yo' lady, we gon' make a movie, baby (of us fuckin')
If I want your bitch, I'm gon' fuck (on sight)
Try to run up on me, good luck (pussy)
Gravy in the building getting bucks (and hoes)
Got bread like Scrooge McDuck
Lil' bitch, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks, yeah
I'm bustin' on yo mama, look like Frosted Mini-Wheats
And I'm happy she's a freak bitch, I been on my tweak shit
I be clappin' cheeks, she got Pixar mom physique
My neck, my back, got your momma on my sack
My checks, my racks, it's the return of the motherfuckin' mack
And I stay with the pack, though
Clap, clap, then I'm out the backdoor
Lil' Pillsbury, I stack dough
Walkin' with a limp like a crack hoe
Yeah, I said, "Oops! Baby"
Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
"Gravy hit my bitch"
Yeah, whoopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby, Weezy Gravy
Oops! Baby
Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy
Never knew that was your boo, baby
Hit her five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah
Oops! Baby
"Gravy hit my bitch"
Yeah, whoopsie daisy
I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby
Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby (Weezy Gravy)
