Ooooh
Young Scooter Future Lyrics


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Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Uh I told that nigga, I get that pop star
If she's fine I'm fine
Ooh, there are spinning on a cop car
(Atlanta mo'fucker, Atlanta, nigga)
Uh (Yeah)

Doin' donuts at 200, ooh
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa
Flying through hood, back ho whoah
Hangin' out the window, sprayin' oh
I do the dash on these niggas, oh
I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa
I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, oh
I break the bank, I blow the bank, whoa

I crop them taggy, poppin' tags
He swaggy and I'm flashy
I drive the Rover like Denali, no exaggeration
Diamonds dancin' on my faces, on my preservation
Presidential status
I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I'm on a banshee
Doin' a donut out of Magic, 360 man
I'm poppin' tags, I drop a lil' cash, tote 'fetti, mayn
Freebandz nigga, known to fuckin' get it, mayn
That's on my city, mane

Sippin' and, sippin' this Laura
Whippin' the hood I go wide back
Hangin' out the window like why why
Lettin' in off from the other side
I whip the whip from the other side
I hit the scene like a homicide
Splash, splash, I told the jeweller, "Bring everything"
My feet to the floor, I'm on everything

Doin' donuts at 200, ooh
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa
Flying through the hood, back ho ooh
Hangin' out the window, spraying oh
I do the dash on these niggas, ooh
I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa
I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, oh
I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha

Maserati smashin', now
Future ride Bentley Coupe
Young Scooter ride Bentley coupe
We do the shit that bosses do
Real street shit no rap, I'm worth a mil or two
Scooter always flexin'
I pull up and embarrass you
Hit up Ele'ante
Yeah, that's a ice check
We don't rock fake gold
Real diamonds 'round my neck
Came up in the dope hole
Remix out my dope bowl
150 In the fast lane
I'm smashing on you broke hoes
Black Amigo gang, we love to count up
BM, FBG, we blood brothers
500 in my blunt, that's how I roll up
Blowin' fifty in the club when we turn up (count on)

Doin' donuts at 200, ooh
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa
Flying through the hood, back ho ooh
Hangin' out the window, spraying oh
I do the dash on these niggas, oh
I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa




I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, oh
I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha

Overall Meaning

In “Ooooh" by Young Scooter Future, the chorus pays tribute to the high life they are living. They talk about life filled with expensive cars and carrying out stunts. The video even shows Atlanta cops turning a blind eye while the rappers spin doughnuts in the middle of traffic. The two rappers boast about driving their Maserati and Bentley Coupe, whipping through the hood and doing donuts at 200 MPH.


Scooter describes his successful life through several lines like "I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, oh, I break the bank, I blow the bank, whoa." This signifies that Scooter has expensive tastes and indulges in them extravagantly. Future chimes in with "I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I'm on a banshee." His reference to the Banshee, which is a motorcycle from the Grand Theft Auto video game series, is further proof of his fascination with the grand things in life.


Line by Line Meaning

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Pause and pay attention, something important is coming up.


Uh I told that nigga, I get that pop star
I warned him that I would become a pop star and I have succeeded.


If she's fine I'm fine
I feel great when I'm around an attractive woman.


Ooh, there are spinning on a cop car
We are causing a ruckus and doing donuts on a police car.


Doin' donuts at 200, ooh
We are recklessly driving our car in circles at 200 miles per hour.


I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa
I am driving my car at high speeds and feeling a rush of adrenaline.


Flying through hood, back ho whoah
I am driving through the neighborhood at high speeds with my windows down and my music blasting.


Hangin' out the window, sprayin' oh
I am spraying money out of the car window, showing off my wealth.


I do the dash on these niggas, oh
I am speeding away from my competitors and leaving them in the dust.


I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa
I am flaunting my wealth and showing off the money I have earned.


I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, oh
I am indulging in marijuana and codeine cough syrup.


I break the bank, I blow the bank, whoa
I am spending large sums of money and living a lavish lifestyle.


I crop them taggy, poppin' tags
I am buying expensive clothes and showing off my fashion sense.


He swaggy and I'm flashy
I have a more ostentatious and attention-grabbing fashion sense than my friend.


I drive the Rover like Denali, no exaggeration
I am driving my Range Rover with confidence and skill.


Diamonds dancin' on my faces, on my preservation
I am wearing expensive diamond jewelry and protecting my valuable assets.


Presidential status
I have elevated myself to a status of importance and power.


I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I'm on a banshee
I am driving my Bentley at high speeds as if I am on a supernatural creature.


Doin' a donut out of Magic, 360 man
I am showing off my driving skills by doing donuts in a parking lot in front of a club called Magic.


I'm poppin' tags, I drop a lil' cash, tote 'fetti, mayn
I am buying expensive items and throwing cash around for fun.


Freebandz nigga, known to fuckin' get it, mayn
I am a member of the Freebandz crew and known for achieving success.


Sippin' and, sippin' this Laura
I am drinking a type of alcohol called Laura.


Whippin' the hood I go wide back
I am driving my car through the neighborhood and attracting attention.


Hangin' out the window like why why
I am leaning out of my car window and making a scene.


Lettin' in off from the other side
I am shooting a gun from the passenger side of the car.


I whip the whip from the other side
I am driving the car from the passenger seat.


I hit the scene like a homicide
I arrive on the scene with force and impact.


Splash, splash, I told the jeweller, "Bring everything"
I am buying expensive jewelry and asking the jeweler to show me all of their inventory.


My feet to the floor, I'm on everything
I am fully committed and focused on my extravagant lifestyle.


Maserati smashin', now
I am driving my Maserati recklessly and aggressively.


We do the shit that bosses do
I am living and behaving like a powerful boss.


Real street shit no rap, I'm worth a mil or two
I am truly living a life filled with street activity and violence, not just pretending like some rappers.


Scooter always flexin'
My friend, Scooter, is always showing off and bragging.


I pull up and embarrass you
I arrive in style and make others feel inferior.


Hit up Ele'ante
I am going to a fancy jewelry store called Ele'ante.


Yeah, that's a ice check
I am examining and admiring the expensive jewelry I am wearing.


We don't rock fake gold
We only wear real gold.


Real diamonds 'round my neck
I am wearing expensive and genuine diamond jewelry around my neck.


Came up in the dope hole
I grew up in a dangerous and drug-filled environment.


Remix out my dope bowl
I have left my criminal past behind and have found success in the music industry.


150 In the fast lane
I am driving at a very high speed in the fast lane.


I'm smashing on you broke hoes
I am living a much better and more prosperous life than those who are less fortunate.


Black Amigo gang, we love to count up
My gang, Black Amigo, enjoys making and counting large amounts of money.


BM, FBG, we blood brothers
My friends and I are closely connected and committed to each other like family.


500 in my blunt, that's how I roll up
I am smoking a blunt filled with $500 worth of marijuana.


Blowin' fifty in the club when we turn up (count on)
I spend $50,000 when we go clubbing and partying.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: NAYVADIUS WILBURN

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@kepler22b99

[Intro: Future]
(Zaytoven)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Oh, I told that nigga I'd get that popstar (Wizard)
Oh, if she fine, I'll fly her (Tryna tell you)
Oh, and I spend a lot of caca
(Atlanta to motherfuckin' Atlanta, nigga)
Oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Future]
Doin' donuts, dash two hundred, oh
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, woah
Riding through the hood like hold up, oh
Hangin' out the window, spraying, woah, woah
I do the dash on these niggas, woah
I'm counting cash on 'em, woah, woah
I'm smokin' dope, I'm pourin' lean, woah
I break the bank, I broke the bank, woah

[Verse 1: Future]
I'm poppin' tags, he poppin' tags, he swaggy and I'm flashy
I drive the Rover like Denali, no exaggeration
Diamonds dancin' on my face and on my bezel face
Presidential status (Rollie)
I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I'm on a Banshee (Hold up)
Doin' a donut out of Magic, three-sixty, man (Man)
I'm poppin' tags, I drop a lil' cash, two-fifty, man (Man)
Freebandz, nigga, known to fuckin' get it, man (Man)
That's on my city, man
Sippin', I'm sippin' this gold rose
Whippin' the coupe like a wide body (Skrrt)
Hangin' out the window like, "Why, why?" (Yeah)
Lettin' it off on the other side (Other side)
I whip the whip from the other side (The other side)
I hit the scene like a homicide (Skrrt)
Splash, splash, I told the jeweler bring everything
My feet to the floor, I'm on everything (Yeah)

[Chorus: Future & Young Scooter]
Doin' donuts, dash two hundred, oh
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, woah
Riding through the hood like hold up, oh
Hangin' out the window, spraying, woah, woah
I do the dash on these niggas, woah
I'm counting cash on 'em, woah, woah
I'm smokin' dope, I'm pourin' lean, woah
I break the bank, I broke the bank, woah (Hah, Young Scooter)

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
Maserati smashin' out (Smash)
Future ridin' Bentley coupe (Yeah)
Young Scooter ridin' Bentley coupe (Bentley)
We do the shit that bosses do (Boss)
Real street shit, no rap, I'm worth a mil' or two (Yeah)
Scooter always flexin', I'll pull up and embarrass you (Scooter flexin')
Hit up Eliantte, yeah, that's a ice check (Real diamonds)
We don't rock fake gold, real diamonds 'round my neck (Yeah)
Came up in the dope hole, remix out my dope bowl (Dope boy)
One-fifty in the fast lane, I'm smashin' on you broke hoes (Smash)
Black Amigo Gang, we love to count up (Yeah)
BMFBG, we blood brothers (BMG)
Five hundred in my blunt, that's how I roll up (Yeah)
Blow a fifty in the club when we turn up (Count up)

[Chorus: Future]
Doin' donuts, dash two hundred, oh
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, woah
Riding through the hood like hold up, oh
Hangin' out the window, spraying, woah, woah
I do the dash on these niggas, woah
I'm counting cash on 'em, woah, woah
I'm smokin' dope, I'm pourin' lean, woah
I break the bank, I broke the bank, woah



All comments from YouTube:

@bryansimons5671

This was my favourite song for a month! Good old times

@teerell3820

Scooter a legend 🔥

@jdwj627

Is it me or future was just making noises at the beginning😂

@damonicajackson6178

It’s fire tho 😂😂😂😂😂💯

@MerkhVision

He was, straight gibberish lmao but he a wizard so he allowed haha

@fadabuss6395

All the way from Jamaica 🇯🇲
Future is ma artist👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽

@redants7466

🇯🇲same

@berrisfordmartin1375

Yah uptop future

@214thugger

Dis beat was so aggressive 🔥

@tinmann9033

Big facts 💯

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