Mistah F.a.b.

Mistah F.a.b. - Hula Hoop lyrics

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[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 killin 

Rude and appealin 

Superwoaman feelin 

Gucci glasses 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]
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Language: English

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