Oops! (Remix)

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 Mеrcedes, whoopsie daisy, yеah 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)