(feat. Grand Daddy I.U.)



Yeah, drop it like it's hot kid

Huh, so let's set this off

Uhh - c'mon (yeah baby c'mon)

Uhh, yeah baby c'mon (yeah baby c'mon)

Uhh, yeah baby c'mon (yeah baby c'mon)

Uhh, yeah baby c'mon (YEAH BABY C'MON, kick it)



[Verse One]

Minnie the Moocher, bad hoochie-coocher

Innocent sweet but the girl might shoot ya

in your back, because she moves like dat

So let me run it to your tapes, microphone yo contact

Minnie used to be a fly girl (fly girl)

By the way, she used to be my girl (my girl)

But now she's a floozie and got a, kid with an uzi

And the question I asked her was why girl (why girl)

Now you can call this freak a good looker (yeah)

Or you can call the (ho) a good hooker

But a guy came by with a (dick) that was bigger than mine

and guess what he took her - come down!



[Chorus]

Minnie de moocha, minnie de moocha

Minnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-cha

Ya don't know 'er, I and I introduce ya

[?]sha pask[?] here come fling-da-ding, what I know



[Verse Two]

For this girl I was lost in the sauce and had to pay the cost

in order to be the boss

I was on it but knew how she was livin

And every time I seen her it seems that I was driven

Posess will posess you like +The Exorcist+

She was, so bad the devil's son-in-law he couldn't even resist

It was said in the bed she was wicked

Married men - they couldn't help but stop and kick it

Fellas passin her was harassin her

"You got a man," they was frequently askin her

And she loved that, stone to the bone

And wouldn't give it up, not even for a happy home

Not for a man and a family

But every Friday night, they was bettin that she was sure to be

at your local discotech

Dancin dirty, uhh, and workin up a sweat

The neighborhood heart breaker

And once you made her yours, the next man would come and take her

away to the Casbah

Because you didn't have it goin on, up to par

I'm a million dollar man but I'm not Steve Austin

You can take the cake but what's the cake without frostin

Success ain't nothin without someone to share it with

Except a girl with a Robin Givens starter kit

She did it hit it and quit it and now she's gone

See ya!  But ya know I know



[Chorus: patois chat here may be wrong]

Minnie de moocha, minnie de moocha

Minnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-cha

This is a gyal who won't no keep one lover

She no care fi no guy [??] [??] and don't want no

[?] pocket man you haffi have sold a lot

Crisp Benz wha you drivin a Path-finder

You haffi, live de life of a big-timer (and what else)

Minnie de moocha not ga deal witcha, come down



[Verse Three]

She knew a guy named Smokey (Smokey)

She loved him a lot, because he used to buy her coke see [sniff]

Yeah gram after gram (mmm)

She kinda remind me of this girl named Pam

But Minnie looked much better

To top it off, she had a ninety-two Jetta

Now that's a girl who love to ball

She didn't want a lot of things cause hey, she wanted it all

Him, him and him

Yeah the guy with the Benz and the five-star rims

She had a million dollars in nickels and dimes

And sat around and counted 'em all a million times

She was tall, fly, and skinny

And if you don't know I'm talkin bout Minnie the Moocher



[Chorus]

Minnie de moocha, minnie de moocha

Minnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-cha

Minnie de moocha, minnie de moocha

Ya don't know 'er, I and I introduce ya



[more patois that may be wrong]

Listen me [?], and in me rasta

Long time dis ya gal I and I a check for

But when they, turn me back she run go with me brudda

She want me, run off and [?] have sex witcha [?]

Want me, fetch the ras me want fi go look for ya

An' lick a hole inna ya head a with me millimeter

She don't want no, [?] pocket man she want a big spenda

[?] dis run a ting, I and I no check for, so come!



Minnie de moocha, minnie de moocha

Minnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-cha

Ya don't know 'er..



(Positive, Positive, oooooh, another hit baby)

(Positive, Positive, oooooh, another hit baby)