Positive K - Minnie The Moucher (feat. Grand Daddy I U) Lyrics
f/ Grand Daddy I.U.Yeah, drop it like it's hot kidHuh, so let's set this offUhh - 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-coocherInnocent sweet but the girl might shoot yain your back, because she moves like datSo let me run it to your tapes, microphone yo contactMinnie 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 uziAnd 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 hookerBut a guy came by with a (dick) that was bigger than mineand guess what he took her - come down![Chorus]Minnie de moocha, minnie de moochaMinnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-chaYa 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 costin order to be the bossI was on it but knew how she was livinAnd every time I seen her it seems that I was drivenPosess will posess you like +The Exorcist+She was, so bad the devil's son-in-law he couldn't even resistIt was said in the bed she was wickedMarried men - they couldn't help but stop and kick itFellas passin her was harassin her"You got a man," they was frequently askin herAnd she loved that, stone to the boneAnd wouldn't give it up, not even for a happy homeNot for a man and a familyBut every Friday night, they was bettin that she was sure to beat your local discotechDancin dirty, uhh, and workin up a sweatThe neighborhood heart breakerAnd once you made her yours, the next man would come and take heraway to the CasbahBecause you didn't have it goin on, up to parI'm a million dollar man but I'm not Steve AustinYou can take the cake but what's the cake without frostinSuccess ain't nothin without someone to share it withExcept a girl with a Robin Givens starter kitShe did it hit it and quit it and now she's goneSee ya!But ya know I know[Chorus - *patois chat here may be wrong*]Minnie de moocha, minnie de moochaMinnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-chaThis is a gyal who won't no keep one loverShe no care fi no guy (??) (??) and don't want no(?) pocket man you haffi have sold a lotCrisp Benz wha you drivin a Path-finderYou 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 PamBut Minnie looked much betterTo top it off, she had a ninety-two JettaNow that's a girl who love to ballShe didn't want a lot of things cause hey, she wanted it allHim, him and himYeah the guy with the Benz and the five-star rimsShe had a million dollars in nickels and dimesAnd sat around and counted 'em all a million timesShe was tall, fly, and skinnyAnd if you don't know I'm talkin bout Minnie the Moocher[Chorus]Minnie de moocha, minnie de moochaMinnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-chaMinnie de moocha, minnie de moochaYa don't know 'er, I and I introduce ya[*more patois that may be wrong*]Listen me (?), and in me rastaLong time dis ya gal I and I a check forBut when they, turn me back she run go with me bruddaShe want me, run off and (?) have sex witcha (?)Want me, fetch the ras me want fi go look for yaAn' lick a hole inna ya head a with me millimeterShe 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 moochaMinnie de moocha she a bad oochie coo-chaYa don't know 'er..(Positive, Positive, oooooh, another hit baby)(Positive, Positive, oooooh, another hit baby)
