Hip Hop Doll *

* this song is on the casette but not the CD<br><br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, we`re talkin<br>bout a hip hop doll<br><br>Babe when you feel me, ooh, how you thrill me<br>You are my hip hop doll<br>Yes, baby, would you go with me once and for all<br>And then when you squeeze me, ooh how you please me<br>You are my hip hop doll<br>Yeah, baby, if you married me we`d have a ball<br>Kick the beat, y`all<br><br>She was an east coast dame, she knew she was pretty<br>The place: a hotel lounge in the town of Atlantic City<br>The girl was down, you know what I`m sayin<br>there wasn`t much room to groom.<br>People talking and tickin` clock stopped, when she walked into the room<br>Kick it K,<br>Her beauty was shocking: pretty mouth, pretty nose<br>A pair of black fishnet stockings: pretty feet, pretty toes<br>I made a last minute play to the men`s room, to get myself into groove<br>Turned to my homeboy, asked him how I looked, my boy Earl said, "shmoove"<br>Got out the mirror, and went to work, my forty dollar hat was hittin<br>I bit down on a wintergreen certs, I stepped up and started spittin<br>I set my pace: I said, "Excuse me, but I scored that a nine point nine"<br>But her face looked confused she said, "come again," <br>I said, "You know the way you fell inside of the place, you got style"<br>She smiled, said "You`re working real hard for some satisfaction"<br>She grabbed the dice, and told me "go on"<br>I said, "Oh my God, she`s givin` me action."<br>As we was kicki it live, i threw a four and a five, my point was a nine<br>She told the maitre`d, "Bring your best bottle of wine," <br>And then she tipped him a dime<br>The wine arrived, we made a toast<br>let`s try to keep it all in the midst, click<br>I downed a swallow of wine and threw my point: a three and a six<br>Know what I`m sayin?<br><br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, I`m talkin bout my hip hop doll<br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, we`re talkin bout a hip hop doll<br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, we`re talkin bout a hip hop doll<br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, we`re talkin bout a hip hop doll<br><br>Bust it:<br>Just lookin at this girl was dope<br>She made me nervous<br>(You know, like a Jewish man feels when he meets the Pope)<br>So I said to myself, "think fast, game, but don`t insult her."<br>I had to be cool because the girl had class, I can tell she was cultured<br>I made my spill: tickets to the symphony, music by Sebastian Bach<br>But her reply, "Well son don`t be ill, <br>You see I don`t listen to nothin but HIP-HOP!"<br>I said, "damn," I let her throw me a curve<br>I don`t know what came over me<br>Cause all I had to do was stay down, you know what I`m sayin<br>But check out my recovery:<br>I said, "Yo, you really like hip hop? Well, you`re lookin` at an MC<br>And to you I dedicate this rhyme, young lady, so put your arms around me."<br>She said, "Baby, I`ve heard all the lines<br>I pioneered this, I`m housin, I ain`t no joke<br>I get raw, how you like me now? You`re a customer, et cetera"<br>But then she started to choke on her wine<br>I said, "Easy baby not so fast,"<br>I took the wine glass out of her hand<br>She said, "No no no, you don`t seem to understand, my man<br>Look at the tables, you hit ten grand!"<br>I said, "Yeah!"<br>Picked up my chips, turned around, extended my arm<br>And then I screamed, "I`m kickin it!"<br>Took her by the hand, "Let`s go, you`re my good luck charm"<br><br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, I`m talkin bout my hip hop doll<br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, we`re talkin bout a hip hop doll<br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, we`re talkin bout a hip hop doll<br>Pump pump, de pump, pump it up y`all, we`re talkin bout a hip hop doll<br><br>Cut it up, fellas<br><br>Babe when you feel me, ooh, how you thrill me<br>You are my hip hop doll<br>Yes, baby, would you go with me once and for all<br>And then when you squeeze me, ooh how you please me<br>You are my hip hop doll<br>Yeah, baby, would you go with me once and for all<br>Yes, baby, would you marry me? we`d have a ball<br>My hip hop doll<br>Yes, baby, if you married me, we`d have a ball