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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ohio Players
Ohio Players
Performer
Clarence Satchell
Clarence Satchell
Flute
Leroy Bonner
Leroy Bonner
Vocals
Marshall Jones
Marshall Jones
Electric Bass Guitar
Ralph Middlebrooks
Ralph Middlebrooks
Trumpet
James Williams
James Williams
Vocals
Marvin Pierce
Marvin Pierce
Trumpet
Billy Beck
Billy Beck
Keyboards
Clarence Willis
Clarence Willis
Vocals
Robert Jones
Robert Jones
Congas
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clarence Satchell
Clarence Satchell
Composer
Leroy Bonner
Leroy Bonner
Composer
Marshall Jones
Marshall Jones
Composer
James Williams
James Williams
Composer
Marvin Pierce
Marvin Pierce
Composer
William Beck
William Beck
Composer
Ralph "Pee Wee" Middlebrooks
Ralph "Pee Wee" Middlebrooks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ohio Players
Ohio Players
Producer
Barry Mraz
Barry Mraz
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fopped last night and the night before
I had to fopp outside and then I went indoors
Fopped so hard, I made the people roar
They stood back and gave me all the floor
[Verse 2]
I did the fopp, fopp
They wouldn't let me stop
I kept on foppin' and rockin'
Had the whole house boppin', I was
[Verse 3]
Foppin', from Maine to Mexico, everybody is
Foppin', everywhere you go, do all your
Shoppin', boppin' to and fro
Everybody is foppin'
[Verse 4]
Fopp with me and I'll fopp with you
Foppin' is the brand new thing to do
Fopped three days and I lost my shoe
I fopped so tough, they had to make some room, yeah
[Verse 5]
Raise your leg and then you hump your back
Now do your thing, don't you give no slack
Shake your hips, and then you turn around
Don't just fopp it up, you got to fopp it down
[Verse 6]
Fopp me right, don't you fopp me wrong
Listen here
We'll be here, foppin' all night long, girl
I'm too short and you're too tall
But, uh, when we're foppin', that don't mean a thing at all
Listen here
[Verse 7]
Foppin', from Maine to Mexico, everybody is
Foppin', everywhere you go, do all your
Shoppin', we're boppin' to and fro
Everybody is foppin'
[Verse 8]
I'm too young, darling, you're too old
But, uh, that don't mean that you got no soul
Listen here
Rich can fopp and, uh, so can the poor
You can fopp until you're ninety-four
[Verse 9]
Foppin' and foppin'
Don't ever let 'em stop you
Keep on foppin' and foppin'
You'll have the whole house rockin'
Keep on foppin' and foppin'
Until your knees are knockin'
Keep on foppin' and foppin'
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey-hey
Written by: Clarence Satchell, James Williams, Leroy Bonner, Marshall Jones, Marvin Pierce, Ralph Middlebrooks, William Beck
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