Salt-N-Pepa - Shoop lyrics

(Hey yeah, I wanna shoop, baby)
Ooh, how you doing, baby?
No, not you, you, the bow legged one, yeah
What’s your name?
Damn, baby, that sounds sexy

Uh, here I go, here I go, here I go again
Girls, what's my weakness? (Men)
Ok then, chilling, chilling
Minding my business (Word)
Yo Salt
I looked around and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it going on
With something kinda uh
Wicked, wicked, had to kick it
I'm not shy so I asked for the digit's
A ho, 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 for 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 ba doop
Shoop ba doop shoop ba doop ba doop ba doop

Um, you're packed and you're stacked
'specially in the back
Brother, wanna thank your mother for
A butt like that (Thanks, Mom)
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, Mr lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy motha-
Well-a, 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?
Baby, take a ride in my coupe
You make me wanna

Baby, ayy hey eyy, yeah
Don't you know I wanna shoop, baby?

Shoop, shoop ba doop shoop ba doop
Shoop ba doop ba doop ba doop 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 you get hot, make you 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 get ya 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, ooo, oooo, oooo
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 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, oooh

S and 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
Mmm mmm mmm, for the smell of it
They want my bod, here's the hot rod
(hot rod) twelve inches to a yard and have
You sounding like a retard (yeah)
Big 'Twan Love-Her, six-two, wanna hit you
(So what you wanna do?) what you wanna do?
(M-m-m-m, I wanna shoop)

Shoop, shoop ba doop shoop ba doop
Shoop ba doop ba doop ba doop 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