Shoop Lyrics
Shoop (From "Deadpool ") - Fresh Beat MCs
Lyrics by:Cheryl James/Ike Turner/Johnathon Blount/Otwane Roberts/Sandra Denton
Composed by:Cheryl James/Ike Turner/Johnathon Blount/Otwane Roberts/Sandra Denton
Hey yeah I wanna shoop baby
Shoop
Shoop
Baby no not you
Shoop
You the bow-legged ohhh yeah
What's your name
D**n that sounds sexy
Here I go here I go
Here I go again
Girls what's my weakness men
Ok 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 brother had it goin'
On with somethin' kinda uh
Wicked wicked ooh had to kick it
I'm not shy so I asked for the digits
A ho no that don't make me
See what I want slip slide to it swifty
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
Shoop
Ooohhh
Shoop
Shoop
Shoop
Ooohhh
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
You're 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 mutha 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 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
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
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 dough ray me 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 ya do when you do
What ya 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 ooh
S and the P wanna kick with me cool
But I'm wicked G
Skins but never quickly
I hit the skins for the hell of it
Just for the yell I get
Mmm mmm mmm for the smell of it smell it
They want my bod here's the hot rod hot rod
Twelve inches to a yard d**n
And have ya soundin' like a
Big 'twan love-her six-two wanna hit you
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
Mmmm 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
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
Shoop ba-doop shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop