Retro Flow
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Trademark
Saw a foxy lil thang at the corner store
She had pretty brown eyes and ass galore
I said hey there pretty lady what's your name
She said no thanks all y'all men the same
I said excuse me trick I'm one of a kind
If you give me one chance I'll blow your mind
I'll blow your mind as a matter of fact
Put something on ya make ya have an asthma attack
Cause I go so strong and I go so long
I'm like a rollercoaster I'll have you holding on
She gave me the phone number so I had to call
Tryna see that ass bounce like a basketball
Love a pretty fine dame that's a dime to me
Way she tryna steal my heart that's a crime to me
But like Iceberg Slim I'm a pimp fa sho'
Like a broke down car I'll pull ya hoe
I said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
I said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
Said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
Said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
Just do it, just do it, just do it do it do it
Just do it, just do it, just do it do it do it
Just do it, just do it, just do it do it do it
Like a finish line I'm tryna run thru it
Your ex-man had a chance he blew it
Yeah, Yeah
Trademark
Saw a foxy lil thang at the corner store
She had pretty brown eyes and ass galore
I said hey there pretty lady what's your name
She said no thanks all y'all men the same
I said excuse me trick I'm one of a kind
If you give me one chance I'll blow your mind
I'll blow your mind as a matter of fact
Put something on ya make ya have an asthma attack
Cause I go so strong and I go so long
I'm like a rollercoaster I'll have you holding on
She gave me the phone number so I had to call
Tryna see that ass bounce like a basketball
Love a pretty fine dame that's a dime to me
Way she tryna steal my heart that's a crime to me
But like Iceberg Slim I'm a pimp fa sho'
Like a broke down car I'll pull ya hoe
I said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
I said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
Said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
Said the hip, the hop, the hippy to the hop
The bops gone bop and the party don't stop
Just do it, just do it, just do it do it do it
Just do it, just do it, just do it do it do it
Just do it, just do it, just do it do it do it
Like a finish line I'm tryna run thru it
Your ex-man had a chance he blew it
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Cooley
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