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Tweet & Missy Elliott - Hits 53 - Oops (Oh My)
Hits 53
Disc 1
01. Anyone of Us (Stupid Mistake)
02. Light My Fire
03. Kiss Kiss
04. Bop Bop Baby
05. Wherever You Will Go
06. Stop Crying Your Heart Out
07. Make It Good
08. DJ
09. Luv da Sunshine
10. Insatiable
11. Whenever, Wherever
12. My Culture
13. Hungry
14. One Step Too Far
15. Take It Easy
16. Lazy
17. Beautiful
18. At Night
19. Reckless Girl
20. Reason
21. Just the Way You Are
22. Follow da Leader 2002
Disc 2
01. I’m Gonna Be Alright
02. Just a Little
03. Roll On
04. What’s Luv?
05. Oops (Oh My)
06. What About Us
07. Don’t Let Me Get Me
08. Fallin’ for You
09. Corner of the Earth
10. You Might Be Wrong
11. 4 My People
12. Nasty Girl
13. A Woman’s Worth
14. A New Day Has Come
15. Oh Baby
16. Come Back
17. Tell It to My Heart
18. Shooting Star
19. We’re on the Ball
*Verse 1*
Tell you what I did last night
I came home, say, around a quarter to three
Still so high
Hypnotized
In a trance
From the start it, so butter and brown and tantalizing
You woulda thought I needed help from this feeling that I felt
So shook I had to catch my breath

*Chorus*
Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?

*Verse 2*
I tried and I tried to avoid
But this thing was happening
Swallow my pride
Let it ride and party
But this body felt just like mines
I got worried
I looked over to the left
A reflection of myself
That's why I couldn't catch my breath

*Chorus*
OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg...

(Fabolous)
Desert storm yeah, Fabolous yeah. Tweet yeah.
Shorty I strictly wanna spank you. The most I gotta do
Is spell my name to get your vicki's to your ankles.
I'm seriously mami, you're fuckin' with the Kid
Aka William H. Bonnie
You know I'm the type that be crushin and merkin'
Having ladies touchin' the hurkin, blushin' and smirkin',
Early in the morning rushin from workin'
Screamin "Oh my. F-A B-O L-O U-S"
Each night I'm freakin, ma' you aint gonna talk me to death,
Cuz you got free nights and weekends
Ghetto Fabs all over the place...
Oops, there goes my kids all over your face...
Oh my!

(Missy)
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was looking so good I couldn't reject myself
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was feeling so good I had to touch myself
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was eyein my thighs butter pecan brown
(I looked over to the left)
Umm comin' outta my shirt and then the skirt came down

*Chorus*
OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?

(Chorus)OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?

Mmm.
(Oh my)

OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head.
OOPS...
Oh my...