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Ooo Haaaaaoooo

Do you remember when I told you I was sober?
(I wasn't sober, baby)
Well baby girl
That's the first time I ever rolled you over
Even though you're beautiful
No one is that gullible
I never played you (I never, never played you)
But I played with you

Girl, you're stupid
I can tell by your braindead eyes
Maybe if I were braindead too
I could find a way to love you
You like the way it feels
(You like the way it feels)
When we grind, you're stupid
I wish I could go and erase my phone number
From your mind (from your mind)

Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah

You're trippin' girl
(You're trippin')
Over your own two feet
(Oh Yo You're trippin' girl)
All of my bros and homies
Are laughing at you and me on the street
(That ain't cool)
Tell me why you can't spell my name
(H-A-R-M-A-R)
Girl, you think a syllable's a window pane

Girl, you're stupid
I can tell by your braindead eyes
Maybe if I were braindead too
I could find a way to love you
You like the way it feels
When we grind, you're stupid
I wish I could go and baby bring my phone number
From your mind
Ooo Haaaaaoooo      Do you remember when I told you I was sober?   (I wasn't sober, baby)   Well baby girl   That's the first time I ever rolled you over   Even though you're beautiful   No one is that gullible   I never played you (I never, never played you)   But I played with you      Girl, you're stupid   I can tell by your braindead eyes   Maybe if I were braindead too   I could find a way to love you   You like the way it feels   (You like the way it feels)   When we grind, you're stupid   I wish I could go and erase my phone number   From your mind (from your mind)      Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah      You're trippin' girl   (You're trippin')   Over your own two feet   (Oh Yo You're trippin' girl)   All of my bros and homies   Are laughing at you and me on the street   (That ain't cool)   Tell me why you can't spell my name   (H-A-R-M-A-R)   Girl, you think a syllable's a window pane      Girl, you're stupid   I can tell by your braindead eyes   Maybe if I were braindead too   I could find a way to love you   You like the way it feels   When we grind, you're stupid   I wish I could go and baby bring my phone number   From your mind