Ohh Noo Lyrics

[Hook: Chris Webby]

Yeah I got em saying

Ohh noo, ohh noo, ohh noo, ohh noo

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]

Yeah n***a, oh no, in a Ford Loco

Who you getting crazy with, ese? You know I'm loco

Headbutting hoes like I'm ocho (cinco)

I be in the valley with the stoners and the cholos

N****s stacking more dough, you know how that s**t go

You should get a tan, get your dollars, take a photo

My cologne say Versace, my d**k say blow me

My drawers say polo, yeah b***h polo

Need a white girl with an a** like Coco's

Hit that p***y right, girl I bought you some Menolo's

That was Adderall, s**t, I used to pop Nodoz

Used to have one b***h, now I got four hoes

Hi my name is Jarren, I am not normal

That p***y, hit it like porno

Mr. Drummond

Skeeted in her face, I treat that b***h just like a urinal

Webby tell these hating n****s slit they wrist

Every track we on we take a s**t on it

Ladies show your t***, meet a n***a back stage

Where you'll see me pull my d**k out and lick on it

Me and Webby hurting and we murdering any m**********r that's looking at us sideways

Cut the body five ways, we skin em and drop em off at the highway

P***y a** n****s so irate, we got em screaming

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

I was sick of demolishing, decapitate whoever thinking they killing

Doing the hottest three activated

Murdering many men that's making

Better bow before Nina, don't even try to spit at the great

Sick, then I'ma get pissed

B***h, get on my d**k quick, give it a lick it, acclimate

Get what you're giving, get with the gift and go gravitate

Acting a ape, I ate up a animal I aggravate

Whole lotta people getting a whiff of the Niner

They loving a n***a cause I'm a hell of a rhymer

Women are looking finer, I never decline her

She wanna climb my timer, stick it in her slimer

I get the pudding, never gotta wine and dine her

Broken heart get a shiner

When it comes to murking on music I'm a deadly designer

I'm drinking my Hennessy mixture out of a Steiner

If you tripping on my bucker I'ma cut a n***a up with a machete

Cause I'm running with a gang that'll bring that flame with a thang and it's heavy

You don't wanna f**k with a Tech N9ne or my n***a jb or Chris Webby

Having everybody saying "oh no"

Bustin up the window of a 6 Chevy

[Hook:]

[Bridge: Chris Webby]

We don't fight fair, we right here

We the reason you've been waking up with nightmares

Got em running, got em running

From the second they see us coming, I got em saying

[Verse 3: Chris Webby]

Hold up. On your mark, ready, set, go

Look at Web flow

I be jabbing with the right and then I hit em with a left blow

Knock em back in time like they chilling with Bill and Ted, yo

To a land before time, T-Rex ho

So many bars you would think I'm living on Death Row

Webby's just a motherfucking dog, where's Petco?

Followed a plate of kibbles n bits with an egg roll

Genius in the laboratory cooking blue meth, yo

Call me Heisenberg, cause when I rhyme with words

These motherfuckers are behind the curve

I drive and swerve, turn and I ride the curve

And hit every pedestrian that doesn't find the nerve

To get out of the way, "Karen did you see that shit?"

Yeah maybe you should drive, cause the weed I hit

Got me feeling so loco, la vida, b***h

Why you even pass me that s**t?

But f**k it man I'm an animal, but you never seen my species

Brand new breed they discovered in ct

Homegrown b***h, yelling "feed me, feed me"

And every listener is pressing repeat

B***h I got a sick mind, stomach bug and a brain

Insane, you gotta keep me handcuffed with a chain

But I'll still break out like Burt Wonderstone

So anytime you see me coming, yo, I got em yelling out

[Hook:]

[Outro:]

Strange Music, Funk Volume, Homegrown

Juggernauts of this independent hip-hop s**t, man

B***h