Oochie Coochie lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Ey, I need 5 caribou lou's baby
That's 151, malibu rum, pineapple juice
(Nine nine two thou sh*t)
Ey, lemme get a super dew
That's mountain dew, vodka

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I got a 100 saying you can't rock a crowd like me
I got you most saying you wish that you was down with me
How much you bet tonight your pictures coming home with me
And Clout N-I-N-E, n*gga f*ck it better g
Clout Nine with the N9ne millimeter for the nine nine and two thou with the heater n*ggas bow down and to the ground when he see a pound fo pound clown you wanna be a
Player with a swolen swolen
Pockets from the block got the hot spot when I just drop making ass hot n*gga we the coldest holdin' this b*tches sanitary
After poppin' dorosets remy and cranberry
Mushroom tripping got me kissing b*tches in the mouth
Like 60 hippies club prickies di*k stickin' out
In the bathroom, hoes walking in straight yellin' "My turn!"
And it don't seem logical, that they all wanna have eye sperm
Swimming up their vaginal can't afford to have nobodys pie germs [?]
So I steps on n*gga pie burn [?]
Me and Clout keeps 'em out of the park
See what they [?] of the dark, drinking sh*t
Bad for the heart, glad when I spark
I drink it all cause y'all some bullsh*tters
Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah, that's all n*ggas, I love liquor
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
You getting (F-U-C-K-E-D-U-P)
Malibu, 151, pineapple juice (D-P, F-U-C-K-E-D-U-P)
Vega blood, sticky sh*t, honey seal (We glee)
Doin' the oochie coochie all night
Doin' the oochie coochie all day
Doin' the oochie coochie I don't care if you's a groupie we gon' do the oochie coochie anyway

[Verse 2: Clout Nine]
I want hoes bouncin' ass and poppin' camelfoot
I'm f*cked up and ready to f*ck this sh*t is off the hook
But sheezy heezy got me twisted I'm of off lime twister
Doin' the oochie coochie gettin' heezy leez but I won't miss ya
[?] to the next hoe, sippin' Remy VSOP my state of mind is suckerfree b*tch n*gga lost a g
F-U-C-K-E-D you be f*cked up off some Hennessy
Honey seal icky sticky got me by the knees
Gotta stack my g's, attracted, top notch fleece
Eight hunnid off e and b's, keep my mind at ease
Hoes come out thier clothes, show love in the club
I be in the back sippin' 'gnac me and Tech N9ne gettin' f*cked up
Bout' to upchuck, drunk as a skunk but live stuff
And you can press your luck, bet 50 on b*tches gettin' f*cked
And 50 mo' then she sucks some di*k and lick some butt
And 50 mo' then she peel the rubber and swallow nut
Imma young [?] blind you with the dollars
And uh, liqour sick n*gga that only smoke the finest
Rewind this, I you feel like you ain't f*cked up yet and let Clout and Tech N9ne and hell off in your chest
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Clout Nine]
You getting (F-U-C-K-E-D-U-P)
Erk and j*rk, [?], lime twist, Hennessy (F-U-C-K-E-D-U-P)
Back once in the [?] rap tight (We glee)
Doin' the oochie coochie all night
Doin' the oochie coochie all day
Doin' the oochie coochie I don't care if you's a groupie we gon' do the oochie coochie anyway

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I see b*tches all around
Bust a ass, Mitchell Bades tryna' clown
Big faces at the bar lay down
[?] 151 rum [?]
I see nothing but, big asses and nice titties pretty kitties
Ready to pound right down round Kansas City
Made your cuties, blaze the hooties
I want you to, wave your booties, shave your coochie
At the spot hella hot, bump a Glock through your clothes baby
I can see the knot in your crotch
Nina be sticking the top notch
In my bed sexually playing some hopscotch
I don't want your soul tonight
I just want some hoes tonight
Like the way I hold the night?
Come about you're closer right?
Kneel down on your knees
Would you please like you at the pool pit
Hands around and hit it hard back and forth, looking like a [?] sh*t
[Verse 4: Clout Nine]
Say b*tch, can I hit?