Lyrics Shoop - Salt-N-Pepa
(Hey
yeah,
I
wanna
shoop,
baby!)
(Shoop)
Ooh,
how
you
doing,
baby?
(Shoop)
No,
not
you,
you,
the
bow-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,
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,
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
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
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
mother-
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
(Shoop)
baby,
ayy-hey,
eyy,
yeah
(shoop)
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
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,
"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
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)
12
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?
(Mmm,
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
Album
The Best Of Salt-N-Pepa 20th Century Masters The Millennium Collection
date of release
05-02-2008
1 My Mic Sounds Nice
2 Tramp
3 Push It
4 Shoop
5 Whatta Man
6 Expression
7 Let's Talk About Sex
8 Shake Your Thang (It's Your Thing)
9 Get Up Everybody (Get Up)
10 None of Your Business
11 R U Ready
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