Mistah F.A.B. - Hula Hoop lyrics

Hook: I just wanna see ya body do the hula hoop And imma take it to the whole like you the hoop Cause u so cute You so fine Girls u a dime Come wit me girl get out of that line Cause I just wanna see ya body do the hula hoop And imma take it to the whole like you the hoop Girl go get ur peeps Me and my peeps party like we crazy Would u be my pumpkin pie sweet baby Verse 1: Hey lil lady I love ur smile Adore ur smile You in town for a while? Got a minute? Got a second? Got some time for me? Cause like I said before you fine to me Look good , smell great Make me wanna tailgate How much do ur mail weight Need cheese to hold ur own U jazzy I can tell by the you hold ur phone I know ur grown But is u goin home alone? My phone is on So call me soon as the club in Hop in this car and watch dub spin Yeah I got hub friends Single not no husbands So run and tell ur girlfriends That they can ride Back seat up in this pearl benz Do it all night and make their world spin Bouncin and twirlin Duckin and curlin All up in ur gut till u urll hen Is that all right with u my lil girlfriend? Hook Verse 2: I see you movin up and down Like a rollercoaster Hey lil mama can I please get to know ya? Back seat of a rova Do it like rova I just like that man Jay-hova S.S. Nova Golden state coloa's Body toned up Girl I hate blubba No cottage cheese on thighs No please And u gotta have scratch And I dont mean fleas Baby no kids Although I love the children Be a step dad Right there I aint feelin But ur tude is k**in Rude and appealin Superwoaman feelin Gucci gla**es hangin off of ur nose Channel great smell Commin off of ur clothes From your hand shake Your hands are soft fa sho I toss u mo As I floss u know Hook Verse 3: Come here Let me peep ya I jsut wanna freak ya Two way number beeper Yeah its all secret Miss ya like monifah Use to smoke the reefah Quit it cause I dont needa da cheeba To get u in the jeepa Hit it to u sleepa 3 a clock creepa Cake mix beat ya Sav how I treat ya After hours meet ya Back of the bleachas Let me be your teacher Do u think that you could keep up Girl you work your body Poppin up ur nanny Use a garlic hottie Doin the club hoppin Twistin the hulahoop Makin you look cute Whatcha play fo Nanny I never pay for Bet u betta stay low For u get put on my pay roll Make me say ay-yo Shakin for paseos Hips tockin like hands on a seiko Hit it like Canseco Hold It down like wacco Hook