Ooh, how you doin', baby? (Shoop!)
No, not you, you, the bowl-legged one, yeah
What's your name? (Shoop!)
Damn, baby, that sounds sexy!
Uh, here I go, here I go, here I go, again
Girls, what's my weakness? (Men!) Okay, then
Chillin', chillin', mindin' my business (word)
Yo, Salt, I looked around and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brotha' had it goin' on with something 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 o' 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
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Um, you're packed and you're stacked, 'specially in the back
Brotha', wanna thank ya mother for a butt like that (thanks, Mom)
Can I get some fries with that shake-shake bootie?
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 mother–
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 'n give me some o' that yum-yum
Chocolate chip, honey dip, can I get a scoop?
Baby, take a ride in my coup, you make me wanna–
Don't you know I wanna shoop, baby?
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Well, let me bring you back to the subject, Pep's on the set
Make ya get hot, make ya work up a sweat
When you skip-to-my-lou, my darling
Not falling in love, but I'm falling for your (super sperm)
When I getcha', betcha' bottom dollar you were best under pressure
(Yo, Sandy, I wanna, like, taste you)
Getcha'-getcha' lips wet 'cause 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 Scoobie-Doobie-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
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Oh my goodness, girl, look at him!
He's the cutest brother in here
And he's comin' this way, ooh!
S 'n the P wanna get with me, cool (uh-huh)
But I'm wicked, G (yeah), hit skins but never quickly (that's right)
I hit the skins for the hell of it, just for the yell I get
Mm, mm, mm, for the smell of it
They want my bod, here's the hot rod (hot rod)
12 inches to a yard, and have you soundin' like a retard (yeah)
Big 'Twan Love-Her, six-two, wanna hit you
(So what you wanna do?)
What you wanna do?
(Mm, I wanna shoop)
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Shoop, shoop, ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop
Oh, you make me wanna shoop
Hey, yeah, I wanna shoop, baby
Oh, you make me wanna shoop
Hey, yeah, I wanna shoop, baby
Oh, you make me wanna shoop
Hey, yeah, I wanna shoop, baby
