Fabolous – Ooh Yea lyrics

(feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Fabolous]
Right now, oh
Ooh yeah
Ooh, woah, ooh
Oh I like this
Hitmaka
Ooh, woah, ooh

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, Fabolous & both]
I got money on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea (ha ha)
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Talk to 'em Dolla $ign
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea
Let me tell you what I told her
Ooh ooh yea (rock it)

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Ay, what you want? What you want, bae?
Order like restaurants, bae
What's a snack to an entrée? Bought a Ghost just to haunt, bae
Know you ain't a saint but you can get some Saint Laurent, bae
Know you smoke blunts but you been looking like a joint, bae
And I wanna hit it, make sure you got it when they couldn't get it, ooh yea
You coming with it, you always doing it, they never did it, ooh yea
Big mad or they lil' mad, drop a big bag on a lil' bag
That's too much for a new clutch, came through for you I'm too clutch

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got money on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Penthouse in Miami just to take you down, yeah, yeah
I Patek your wrist and I Philippe your chow, yeah, yeah
Let's go to the mall and ball like 80 thousand
All that ass clappin', girl you know you childish
Who? Who [?] your name? (yeah)
Who bought you Alexander Wang? (Wang)
Who rockin' his and her chains? (chains)
Kenzo, Gucci, Hermes and drop top in a 'Rari
I'm just sayin'

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got money on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Verse 3: Fabolous & both]
I get bag after bag, let the money talk for me, I ain't never have to brag, ooh yea
In my bag, in my duffle, so you know it's gon' be different when I cuff you, ooh yea
I might Rolex your left, yeah, Cartier your right, yeah
My city don't sleep we can party there all night, yeah
Champagne for breakfast, bad bitch for lunch then
Really we just out here tryna function

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got money on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr), yea
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr), hmm
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr), yea, yea
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr)