100 lyrics for "Do I, do I, yeah, ooh"

(Ooh, make me bad and I don't know) But that's what I like about ya (Ooh) That's what I like about ya (Ooh) Yeah, that's what I like about ya Yeah, that's what I like about ya I tried to fight against it, shut out what all my friends said I keep letting
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Maybe, all of these things make me who I am All of these things make me who I am And I am (Only looking on it with my hands down) I guess I wanted Yeah, yeah, ooh! Someone left the lights on And I am only looking on it with my hands down I just want you
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She know I'm watching But she know I'm watching She pussy popping She with her friends, I got options Yeah, she know I'm watching She walking different 'cause I'm watching I hope I'm watching Ooh, she know I'm watching Aye, she know I'm watching
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I don't wanna lose you (don't wanna, don't wanna, don't wanna lose you) Our love (this love of ours, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, so I'm gon' give you respect and I want to protect Oh, ooh, ooh I don't wanna hear no trouble talk People telling me what they
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Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm
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Tie your mother down Give me all your love tonight All your love tonight Ooh, ooh yeah, ooooh yeah Get your party gown Get your pigtail down Get your heart beatin' baby Got my timin' right Got my act all tight
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Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ah ah ah ah To walk around my head all night You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted I don't think it's fair I don't think it's very nice I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah, I just can't seem to get away from
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(I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no, oh I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, ooh) Yeah, all around in my home town They're tryin' to track me down They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a
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Uh, ooh, open it up Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk Uh, ooh, shells in the pump Woo, woo woo Coupe with the wings (brr) Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings) Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah) Shit do
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