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Hot Action Cop - Fever For The Flava Lyrics

Do you think that I can get some (Chickie, chickie)
Maybe gets a little finga (Sticky, sticky)
You my electrical lip balm flava
I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya
And can I get a little zip, zip (Lookie, lookie)
Maybe just a little uh, uh (Nookie, nookie)
Hey whatcha say, it doesn't matter anyway
You won't do another 'cause you're getting with me

She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
And did I mention, hey pay attention
Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

[Chorus]:
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey.Oh pretty shy (Whoap, Whoap)
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey.Oh pretty fly (Whoap, Whoap)
What do I have to say to get inside girl? What do I have to say?
Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap .. huuummmmmm

Can I get a little yum, yum (Kitty, kitty)
Just a little sumthin sumthin (Itty, bitty)
Do you wanna get triple x groovie
Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie
And let me spin ya like a record (Wicky, wicky)
Let me get you butt naked (Licky, licky)
Here we go yo here's the scenario
Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio

She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
I'm your lovey dovey bedtime playa
Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

Chorus

I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Whoap Go!

Do you think that I can get some (Chickie, chickie)
Maybe gets a little finga (Sticky, sticky)
You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky
You gotta be my First Lady Jackie

She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Let's party hardy and rock n' roll
We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

Chorus

I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!