- Votes:
- Composers:
- Tobias Gad
- Ron Riley
- Daryl Edward Brickerson
- Gabrielle Travis
- Kiana Allison
- See also:
Fatty Koo - Fatty Koo lyrics
Ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh
My, my, my, my, let me get a taste
Of your sweet potato pie
Ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh
My, my, my, my
Yo, it's fatty koo
(Ah no, no, no, no)
Keep it hot, got black Cajun Cabana models
Sweet candy sensation
You give me all that I need up in the club
Mami, you bouncin' and shakin' like you don't care
You in your see through Victoria's secret underwear
Girl, you so hot, you make me doo wop
When you shake your fatty, eyes turn, mouths drop
I wanna see you shake your fatty, please don't stop
(Don't stop, don't stop)
Crazy?
Ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh
My, my, my, my
You the mommy and I'm the daddy
When you feel the rhythm, lose control
Move your body and get on the dance floor
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo
(Hey)
Ay, sexy daddy, I know you like it
When I shake my fatty fatty
I see your eyes lookin' at me
If you want me, you can have me
Tell me if you want to freak with me
I can be your little fantasy
You know I like it when you undress me
(Baby, we can do it)
Follow me
Ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh
My, my, my, myFatty Koo - Fatty Koo - http://motolyrics.com/fatty-koo/fatty-koo-lyrics.html
You the mommy and I'm the daddy
When you feel the rhythm, lose control
Move your body and get on the dance floor
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo
(Hey)
You already know who's hot and who's not
You hot, sizzlin' in the drop
Belly dancin' don't stop
Let's get it on, you on top
So many reasons we got
No schemes, what I need with a plot?
This is pelle all day, ma
So what you actin' bashful for?
Go on and shake and give me your encore
You damn right we want more
Let's leave the club and go on a detour
We can make love as we cruise on the seashore
Givin' it up real nice up on the dance floor
Follow me, be sure
I got a thing for you, ma, but keep it on the low
And maybe we can creep after the show
You like that
Ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh
My, my, my, my
You the mommy and I'm the daddy
When you feel the rhythm, lose control
Move your body and get on the dance floor
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo, she's freakin' her fatty koo
Fatty koo
Belly dance for me
Don't stop