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Positive K - Minnie The Moucher (Feat. Grand Daddy I U) lyrics
F/ 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 withPositive K - Minnie The Moucher (Feat. Grand Daddy I U) - http://motolyrics.com/positive-k/minnie-the-moucher-feat-grand-daddy-i-u-lyrics.html
 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)












