Shoop Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox (Ft. Tia Simone)

(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 digits
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

[Chorus: Salt-N-Pepa]
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