Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ooh La La, artist - Coolio.
Date of issue: 25.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ooh La La |
Uh, I sneak a forty like a Cheetah |
And give a call to the wild when I greet her, meow |
The coochie leader, bend on over and touch your toes |
And I can jump up on a dresser and strike a pose |
Uh, if you want it then you’re ready and you’re able, girl |
Pull up your and we can do it on the pool table |
Your look so tender |
Can I twirl 'em in my mouth like a blender, surrender? |
'Cuz ain’t nothin' but freakin, I can keep it all day, all weekend |
And have you tweekin', I be, that’s what I be doin' |
And every position you assumin', uh, all night, all day, if you stay |
I can rub you the right way, hey, if he go one time, I go three |
'Cuz that’s how it is in the CPT |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
I got the key to the city |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Can we go somewhere and get busy? |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
You’re lookin' kinda pretty |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Can I get close to the kitty? |
Are you sure that we alone, all alone? |
Yeah |
Lock the door and unplug the telephone, telephone |
Light some candles let me get a look at your, you got a body like a |
So, I put’s the cotton ball in the Q Tip patch |
Turn around and let me see you from the back, ah, shat, damn |
You know you bring out the freak in me |
I go, I hope you think of me |
Whenever you need some, we like two in a million |
Don’t fight the feelin' |
You ain’t dealin' with no rookie |
Yes I got a lot of in my Tollhouse cookie |
Call up your bookie, put your money on the cement |
I’m puttin' in work like a tag team free man |
I spark through the woods like a Recon |
And we can do it all night with the lights on |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
I got the key to the city |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Can we go somewhere and get busy? |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
You’re lookin' kinda pretty |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Can I get close to the kitty? |
What’s up on some lovin', baby? |
We can roll in my sixty three and drink Hennessy |
What’s up on some lovin', baby? |
Don’t you wanna roll with me? |
You and me can cream |
We can put it on a platter, girl, it don’t matter |
I make it hot and you can pop it like a firecracker |
In the, bathroom, livin' room |
Outside in the yard, it’s a full moon |
In the car, in the front seat, back seat |
On the trunk, on the hood and it’s all good |
I’ll be the piece and you can be the booty |
And I’ll work extra duty to please your |
You can lay me on the and me up |
Spread honey on my chest, but don’t rough me up |
Dig your in my back, girl, play yo game |
You never come the same if we say yo name |
Is it real or a dream, you make me scream |
When you my body with cream |
Stick your tongue down my throat and give me a kiss |
'Cuz you know it don’t get no better than this, that’s right |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
I got the key to the city |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Can we go somewhere and get busy? |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
You’re lookin' kinda pretty |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Can I get close to the kitty? |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Girl, I got the key to the city |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Can we go somewhere and get busy? |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Come and get a taste of the ribby, ribby |
Ooh, la, la, doo, wa, diddy |
(Woo, woo) |
Now, the kitty’s kinda friendly |
What’s up on some lovin', baby? |
We can roll in my sixty three and drink Hennessy |
What’s up on some lovin', baby? |
Don’t you wanna roll with me? |
You and me can cream |
What’s up on some lovin', baby? |
We can roll in my sixty three and drink Hennessy |
What’s up on some lovin', baby? |