OH YUH (feat. Fatboy P) - Gross Gang

I've been gone for a minute Been low key with my business Askin', "Rita, who is it? Is it true?" I've been takin' off every weekend You and I in our feelings 'Cause the high's so much better with you Oh, my God, been a hell of a ride But you feel like a religion And who knew love would leave me feelin' this good? I have to praise you like I should- I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should Now it's four in the morning Man, it never gets boring Friends say, "Shut up about it," I can't stop-stop-stop You got me rеaligning my faith That's the kinda thing that needs praise Oh, my God, been a hell of a ride But you feel like a religion And who knew love would leave me feelin' this good? I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you-have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should Don't know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you Don't know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you Don't know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you Don't know, don't know what you do But I'm a-a-always praising you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you (But I'm a-a-always praising you) I have to praise you (But I'm a-a-always praising you) I have to praise you (But I'm a-a-always praising you) I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should I have to praise you like I should

Would you, ooh? Would you, ooh? Hey, I know this might sound weird to say But would you love me if I ran away? (Away) I know you probably think I'm insane Ain't nothin' change but the pocket change (Pocket change) I know they gotta feel my pain (Feel it) I make them birds Lauryn Hill sang (Brr) And everywhere I go they know my name (And what you claim?) 'Cause I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang) Posted with the gang gang (Gang gang) Pull up with the gang gang (Gang gang) Suit up with the gang gang (Gang gang) I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang) I shoot with the gang gang (Gang gang) Bang with the gang gang (Gang gang) Ride out with the gang gang (Gang gang) Always rep' the gang gang Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang) Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang (Gang) Whole lotta gang shit ay, gang, gang, gang, yeah She froze up when that ghost came (Ghost came) Big body rolls, it be hoggin' up both lanes (Both lanes) She lift her nose up when she want that cocaine (Cocaine) I lift my doors up the Lambo', take propane (Propane) After my show we put hoes in the chokehold (Chokehold) At the door, we take cell phones, no photos Money comin' in too much I can't hold, truckload I'm hot, I can't be trappin' in the streets, that what the plug for And all I want is nachos And all I want is Huncho (Huncho) Pulls strings like a banjo (Banjo) And the keys a piano (Piano) Take me back to the back door (Back door) I can see my foot on a door knob Make it back to the gang, that's the whole job Chop it up and just talk about what we got (Whatcha got? Whatcha got? Whatcha got?) Whippin' that Draco (Cold, brr) She said she love me But that's somethin' we'll never know (Never know) Honestly, that's somethin' I really wanna know (Wanna know) Ain't tryna waste my time, it's time to let you go (Let you go) And get back to that back end on the road I can't go out sad about a hoe (Hell no) Married to the money, I propose Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang Suit up with the gang gang Always rep' the gang, gang, gang, gang I be reppin' gang gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang Hit her with that gang gang Whole lotta gang shit, gang, gang, gang Always reppin' gang gang