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