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Hey yeah
I wanna shoop baby
Ooh
How you doin' baby
No
Not you
You
The bow-legged one ah ha ha yeah
What's your name
Damn babe
That sounds sexy
Uh here I go, here I go
Here I go again
Girls what's my weakness
Okay then
Chillin', chillin'
Mindin' my business
Yo Salt I looked around and I couldn't believe this
I swear I stared
My niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda
Oh wicked, wicked
Had to kick it
I'm not shy so I asked for the digits
A hoe no that don't make me
See what I want
Slip-slide to it swiftly
Felt it in my hips so I dipped back to my bag of tricks
Then I flipped for a tip
Make me wanna do tricks on him
Lick him like a lollipop should be licked
Came to my senses and I chilled for a bit
Don't know how you do the voodoo that you do
So well it's a spell, hell
Makes me wanna shoop
Shoop shoop
Um
You're packed and you're stacked
'Specially in the back
Brother wanna thank your mother for a butt like that
Can I get some fries with that shake-shake boobie
If looks could kill you would be an Uzi
Or a shotgun, bang
What's up with that thang
I wanna know
How does it hang
Straight up, wait up, hold up
Mister Lover
Like Prince said
You're a sexy motha-
Well uh I like 'em real wild
B-boy style by the mile
Smooth Black skin with a smile
Bright as the sun
I wanna have some fun
Come and give me some of that yum-yum chocolate chip
Honey dip
Can I get a scoop please
Baby take a ride in my coupe
You make me wanna
Baby
Eh eh eh hey hey yeah hey
Don't you know
I wanna shoop baby
Well let me bring you back to the subject
Pep's on the set
Make you get hot
Make you work up a sweat
When you skip-to-my-lou
My darlin'
Not fallin' in love but I'm fallin' for your
Super sperm
Hmm when I get ya
Bet your bottom dollar you are best under pressure
Yo Sandy I wanna like taste you
Getcha, getcha lips wet 'cos it's time to have Pep
On your mark, get set
Go, let me go, let me shoop
To the next man in the three-piece suit
I spend all my do-re-mi, cutie
Shoop, shoop a-doobie like Scooby-Dooby-Doo
I love you in your big jeans
You give me nice dreams
You make me wanna scream
Ooh ooh ooh
I like what you do when you do
What you do
You make me wanna shoop
Oh my goodness
Girl look at him
He's the cutest brother in here and he's comin' this way ooh
S and the P wanna get with me
Cool
Uh huh
Yeah
But I'm wicked G, hit skins but never quickly
That's right
I hit the skins for the hell of it
Just for the yell I get
Mmh mmh mmh
For the smell of it
Smell of it
Hot rod
They want my bod
Here's the hot rod
Twelve inches to a yard and have you soundin' like a retard
Damn
Yeah
Big 'Twan Lover, six-two
Wanna hit you
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
Mmh I wanna shoop
Woah ho oh oh ho
You make me wanna shoop
Hey yeah
I wanna shoop baby
Woah ho oh oh ho
You make me wanna shoop
Hey yeah
I wanna shoop baby
Woah ho oh oh ho
You make me wanna shoop
Hey yeah
I wanna shoop baby
Informations
Rendu célèbre par Salt-N-Pepa
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Ike Turner, Daryl L Cameron, Cheryl James, Anthony V Martin, Mark Sparks, Sandra Jacqueline Denton, Otwane A Roberts
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