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Best of Big Pokey, Pt. 1-2 (Big Pokey) · Just Doin' Our Thang (Bradley Leighton) · Twang's the Thang/Songs of Our Heritage (Duane Eddy) · Pokey in the Bobo (Baby Snufkin) · Circle Dance: The Hokey Pokey Charity Compilation (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do the Hokey Pokey: Learning with Action Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey [Bonus Tracks] (Richard Thompson) · Hokey Pokey Rock (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


floor) 
Now walk it out (now walk it out)
Ey do the hokey pokey baby turn it up
Damn! you do your thang in them jeans
Honk get out a loobie save some for
do His part
A brand nu thang to ya raggedy walk
He might just match it up to that big ol' talk

God is doin' a nu thang
In our lives so
We're doin'
the fliest one of all?)

Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
Guess who's back?
Word up, this is how we do things                      
Guess who's back?

'cause it's a slang bang thang
Slang bang, it's a slang
'
Fa sho, niggaz know I'm 330 on the scale
All about my motherfucking mail

[Big Pokey]
I'm a game spitter, the way I spit it ain't a thang
Record sales
our thang! and leave.

It’s all about you and me.
(We gon' work it out oh yeah)
You and me, and baby we gon'
Do our thang.
It’s all about you
Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by the throat
And throw it in the ocean

You're real tonight you move my
don't need this fascist groove thang 

Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by the throat
And throw it in
need this fascist groove thang
Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by the throat
And throw it in the ocean
Feel this, uh what
Come on, uh...

[Big Pokey]
I can't lie, you the one for me
I'm your roof when it rain, be up under me
I'm the one that you
What we dranking? We dranking it all (eyyyy)
We gon' do it 'till we can't or we fall last call!

[Verse 2 - Big Boi]
I'm gon' get that fresh fire
Once upon a time not long ago
4 way befo da dayz I wuz known 2 flow
I wuz showin str8 luv in da beach
Hugz frum da freaks
Even by tha thugz wit
paying bills
Fo reeeaaalll.. by our God damn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help

(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more,
paying bills
Fo realll, by our God damn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help

(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more,
reeaall...by our God damn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help

[Chorus:]
(Stick that thang out!) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer!
(Stick
[Big Pokey]
You're trippin' me out, sho' nuff
When you stroll up, you make niggas fold up
Hold up, I been peepin' your ways
Plus the pedal
Smokin that Cali thang.
Huh, nigga little fucked up in this bitch.
I'm uh, trying to see what's happenin with these hoes.
I got my girl Pinky
dancing
Train their guns on me and you
Fascist thang advancing

Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by
a nigga not paying bills
Fo' real by our goddamn selves
Fuck thirty niggas and she don't need help
(Stick that thang out)
Uh, some more, uh, uh, some
Do ya thang, girl!
Fuck what they lookin' at!
We the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast, baby, with so much gravy
You should call
the fliest one of all?)

Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
this here, know what I'm sayin' 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

It's that country blood in my vain, 
that's why I do these buck thangs(buck thangs) 
It's that
[Chorus X2]
I Play Err thang Video Games To Pretty Ho's Mayne,
To Err thang From Fly Fish to Badminton
Do Err thang From Surfin' to Skiin'
Stay
need this fascist groove thang
Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by the throat
And throw it in the ocean
a bang

We've got our own thang

Picture the set, girlies wet with sweat
In the corner people sitting down
They've had as much as they could possibly