Lyrics:

Oops, Oh My Remix

Ee's Verse
Yo, know who it is, girl?/ Don't try ta act like don't/
It's me/ That G/ 4shez/ That'll make it breezy/
U need me/ cuz make u feel, kinda sleazy/
But- not in a bad way/
But- in that fast lane/ Rollin, 4 wheels/
And I'm still/ makin that cash, ma'n/
Doesn't it feel so ill/
Makin it last, then/
I'll smack that ass/ makin it jiggle/ while u wigglin/
and giggle/ while I'm ticklin/
You scream 4 me, to stick in/ tha middle &/
Do it, just like fiddle/ While I fiddle with breasts/
Then I stroke on, ya legs/
Whether/ off or on, tha bed/
I'm a Hunter/ like Heather/ My fingers, under ya sweater/
Bring ya girl too, We could make it a double header/
Girl I'll have u stutterin, like s-s-sayin double letters/
None better/ than Ee/
My steeze/ & U wantin me/
Cuz and effect, like cheddar & greed/
U better believe/ Come On!

4:06 AM, 1/26/2002