A Salt With a Deadly Pepa
Beauty and the Beat
Big Shot
Blacks' Magic
Do You Want Me
Friends
Good Life
Groove Me
Heaven or Hell
Hold On
I Am the Body Beautiful
I Desire
I Don't Know
I'll Take Your Man
Let's Talk About AIDS
Let's Talk About Sex
Live and Let Die
No One Does it Better
Shoop
Silly of You
Start Me Up
The Showstopper
Whatta Man

A Salt With a Deadly Pepa

I'm Salt here to resource so start steppin'
When me and my homegirl Pepa start pepperin'
Try and dis the girls, try to stand tall shorty
The girls got naughty - we went Top Forty
Call in the troops, we're comin' out blazin'
Ill if you will there ain't no savin'
The queens have been ordained
You can't play me boy, I'm no game

It takes two to dance so c'mon let's tango
Us on the mics and y'all on the dance floor
It's a Salt and Pepa affair, yeah
Never ever no static, beats will come out clear
Title after title we take
Rack 'em up we're gonna tally 'em
And when we're done you're gonna need a valium
To calm your nerves, after I bomb your nerves
The quiet comes after the storm is heard
And I'm stormin' long and strong, I can't go wrong
Watch me get into this rap song
Like a river I flow into the mic I'll blow
Make sure it's on as Spinderella drops the beats so

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Beauty and the Beat

Oooh, baby, I like the sound when
The switch is on, and you start poundin'
Out my radio and pretty soon
Salt and Pepa will boom into the room

Clap your hands now people, clap hard
Clap your hands now people, clap your hands
Clap your hands now people, stomp your feet
Clap your hands now people, clap with me

Listen hard and tell me what you hear
Is it noise or is it def beats in your ear?
You said you want one, and now you got some
Vicious snare, high hats, and a bass drum
First the mix empress to impress you
Cutting right on time and I'll bet you
Didn't know it (did you?), you can't believe it (could you?)
Word to life, I swear, we wouldn't kid you
And she can cut it up like a wild animal
Slicing and dicing away as a cannibal does
Cuz only a beauty can make you people clap with me

Who is the best?
We are the best!
Who's one of the best?

You're one of the best!

Why am I so def? Why don't I have flaws?
Why do I cut for Salt and Pepa? Because
When my turntable talks your body will listen
To a message ??? tested and kickin'
Out of my speakers and into your sneakers
Providing conversation for the woofers and tweeters
When I play the Technics obey
Cuz I'm a fader translator, a mixboard slave
And I'm-a do like this on 'em...this on 'em

When I'm on the floor, beat is like romance
The rhythm makes love to me as I dance
And from what I see it's about to be
A relationship between beauty and the beat
Word up y'all, it's a royal ball
Turn hip-hop clubs into concert halls
Inside is live, if I use up highs
Twelve hundred ????
Power in high drive, the woofers don't lie
Opposites attract so the birthrate's high
Your chest and ribcage the bass is poking at
(Lower the what?) Stop joking...
We can't do that it possess power
You ask how-a people get louder

[Uh, step aside, sir....
Sir, will you please step aside for the....]
Salt and Pepa MC's represent beauty
We want y'all to see why we're the only
Nominee nominated representing our race
This jam is dedicated to all the pretty faces
And we're gonna rock like you like
Spinderella on the mix, Salt and Pepa on the mike
And we can satisfy your desire
We can make your body perspire
Make the men all want to get with it
Then take 'em down to the ultimate
Sounds and I say: Spinderella's not a fella
But a girl DJ!

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Big Shot

A-one, a-one-two
It's like, it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like...

CHORUS
Everybody wants to be a big shot
Everybody wants to make a quick buck
Everybody wants to be on the top
Everybody wants to be...
(repeat)

Just like me, just like me
The S to the A to the L to the fa-sol-la T's makin' dough
(Nuts?) No, but as in big bucks
So (huh?), so (who?), so what the hell
It doesn't matter who goes 'n buy my records long as they sell
And I can tell that you don't like me very well
Pop-popular hit, pop hits is makin' my pockets swell

And makin' me a little rich now (yeah, baby)
You ain't seen nothing if you think that I'm a bitch now
Check it out, check it out
Just watch me, just watch me

I wasn't tryin' to be a hooker sellin' pootang
Up and down the block just ain't my thang
I seen a lot of women fall and gettin' fast money
Cuz either AIDS or jail will get that ass, honey
I needed more to explore so I tried rap
Now in 1993, I'm livin' mack stack
Check my attitude it comes with the territory, baby
And now I'm drivin' niggas crazy

CHORUS

Everybody wants to get paid, paid like a Lou Mays
Poppin' that coochie or sellin' fake Guccis
Whatever's in style and costs some big ?
Just to get one, niggas get a real five
It's all about the great paper chase
A million dollars worth of whip appeal could even buy Babyface
So read me all the rules so I can have my money right
Cuz I'm a new lady boss keepin' game tight

So, you think you're all that, feelin' kinda phat
But can you see where the wrong is?
I, I don't know much about ya
But there's no doubt you're out to get yours anyway you can

CHORUS

[You know what? I can't stand them Salt-N-Pepa bitches
They think they're all that cuz they're popular in Europe
Yeah, probably sell-out hookers
Oh, oh, and they swear everybody want to be like them
Please, I don't wanna be like them bitches
I know - live in a big house and have all them bills and headaches and stuff
Oh, and Spinderella
Nah, nah, nah, she's cool, it's them other bitches I can't stand

(So I'm a bitch now?)
Oh, Sue, there they go, right there Salt, Pepa!
(Sometimes I be buggin' because I'm rich now)
Yo, Pepa, can I get your autograph for my son?
(Well, I don't need nothin' cuz you know that I'm a bitch, y'all)
Yo, y'all's hair is real fly, where'd ya all get your hair done at?
(You say, "oh, ain't she somethin'" because I'm rich now
And I'll bet you wanna be like me)
Still can't stand them bitches
(Because I'm rich, y'all, and I'm a bitch, y'all
A rich bitch, y'all, and I know)]

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Blacks' Magic

[I'd like to send this one out to the partner
Pepa MC, and her first born, whatever it may be]

Yo, Spin, once again help me get this crowd on its feet
So we can set it off
I've got your back, Salt, you know I'm never soft
Yo, where's your records at?
Right beside me
Ready to give a scratch?
Yep, like poison ivy

It's the Nineties, the year for change, can you prove it?
I made this beat, I'm an Invincible, and I produced it
It's in my soul to roll and flow, take control
Sold the show, can go like a pogo stick
Hot hit, dop, dip, rock, rip, don't shop on my hit list
Cuz I can be a witch if
They music is cool, and it can calm the savage beast
Then we got plenty of beats for the beasts to eat
A party animal that's livin' rather large, in fact
Take out the camera, Salt, (Why?) I wanna picture that
Make sure it's focused or you may only not have noticed
Before I cut up a jam I yell a "hocus pocus"
And right before your eyes you'll understand the name
Musicans and magicians are usually the same
And the fame, proclaim, obtains, the stain will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only work for those who do believe in them

Black magic, it's black magic
Do you believe in black magic?
It's black magic
I believe in black magic
It's black magic
Do you believe in black magic?
It's black magic
I believe in

We call this song "Black Magic" cuz it's a fact
Anything that's tragic relates to black
Coincidental? (No) Here's an example, Jack
Words as ancient as fossils or artifacts
Black Sunday or Monday
Black tongues or lungs may cause a black sleep
Why say black sheep?
Black sabbath is evil, black market illegal
A black widow is deadly, black potion ain't healthy
See, some try to say dark-skinned men ain't sexy true
Darker the cherry, you know how sweet will be the juice
Music's the only thing that brings the dead right back to life
Have faith and it will guide you through the night just like a light
Never say Salt steered you wrong inside a concert hall
My crystal ball can see the future, to the beat y'all

Magic, it's black magic
Do you believe in magic?
It's black magic
I believe in magic
It's black magic
Do you believe in magic?
It's black magic
I believe in magic

And my feet in the street is black magic
And my soul in control is black magic
And the life that I live is black magic
Anything that I give is black magic

It's black magic
Do you believe in magic?
It's black magic
I believe in

In magic, a dimension of sight and sound
Where people see in only shades of brown
And reality is the same as a fantasy
Is this the way you want your world to be?
Not me, I want variety in my society
Where I can change if I don't like what I see, you see
This is a woman speakin' bringin' door-to-door, seekin'
Tranquilty, that abilty will keep on repeatin'
To saw someone in half may be a trick or treat
Making them dance and laugh is somethin' quite unique
Abracadabra, Salt's comin' at ya
You say my music was a phase, a fad, huh, I proved you wrong
Over ten years and still goin' strong
Whoever heard of a fad kickin' for so long?

Magic, it's black magic
Do you believe in magic?
It's black magic
I believe in magic
It's black magic
Do you believe in magic?
It's black magic
I believe in black magic

And the life that I live is black magic
Anything that I give is black magic
And my feet in the street is black magic
And my soul in control is black magic
(Repeat)

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Do You Want Me

You said it loud, and I heard you
Never tried to hurt you
Some say I'm old-fashioned
I like to take my time and do it slow
You know with the flow
But don't try to rush it
So ride it like a horse
And let nature take its course
Get to know each other
Be my friend not just my lover
Share your thoughts with me
Love my mind not just my body, baby

CHORUS
Do you really want me, baby? Let me know
Cuz if you really like me I suggest you tell me so
Got no time for silly games, that ain't even why I came
Cuz I may be the kind of guy you like

Please understand the way I feel
I must have trust or there's no deal
My emotion's ain't to be
Played with or given free
I appreciate greatly
The way you toleratered me
Sometimes I do act flaky
I wouldn't blame you if you hate me
You put up with my butt
When I wouldn't give it up
Yeah, I know that really sucks
But if you wait awhile, I'll make it up

CHORUS

Who me? A tease? Brother, please
You're just having bad memories
About some skeeze who did the squeeze
And had you on your hands and knees
Look, I am telling you straight out
That's not what I'm all about
I'd just be playing myself out
If I spent the night at your house
Now don't get me wrong
I didn't mean to turn you on
We haven't known each other long
But this is my life not just a song

CHORUS

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Friends

Mad Lion:

Oh someone go on like them ya born to find if I bought them
Born for prime star
They are my friend, or they are my enemy
So you call them frienemy, understand me
We don't have no time for playin' so you know what
Yeah, scream out
Come lay down Salt and Pepa is a team
Mad Lion representin' VP, you know how we do
You 'bout to say to yourself, what what
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr. Lover some

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

Queen, honey bee wannabes
They want to be in front of me
But it ain't no run in me
That's word to my son and me
Now you wanna be family cuz you see the Grammies (Yeah)
Playin' me close, ask me where's my man, how's my man
Sandy be damned be, I keeps the cheese handy
Got the trap for you rats come strapped with the gammy
Jealousy be swellin' me, word
So I had to charge 'em at will
And leave a bill, like Bellamy
What are you tellin' me
Don't let me catch a felony
People trip out, bring out the hell in me
But I stay paid in full, faithful, and always grateful
Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hateful

Mad Lion:

Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
Why you gotta be like that, uh
Only one-ninety people stepped back, uh

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

Friends to the end for the ends did ya favors
Damn, why you wanna stick me for my papers

Cheryl "Salt" James:

Would have gave you the world now you can't catch a crumb
How you bum-bum-bitty come so dumb-dumb
Remember when you was all busted, broke down, beat up
Even kept you as a friend when you stole to stay steed-up
Wanna be down with my business, we meet up
Schemin' like a demon on the couch with your feet up
Playin' like a summer may stain by far
Got mad I had the juice so you tried to take the jar
I feel for you, yes, I do
No fame, no crew, now what you gon' do, Boo
He say, she say, we say, why say
The fly-ways my way
The try fray, hit the highway

Mad Lion:

Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr. Lover some
Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey

Queen Latifah:

You smile in my face but all the while you wanna take my place
Put it on a paper chase and you can't keep my pace
You're jealous cuz I'm this shit and you ain't
Far as I'm concerned, I don't know you from a can of paint (Hey yo, who you)
No time to worry about who likes me, who didn't invite me
Behind my back callin' me shysty, that don't excite me
Backstabbers keepin' that he said, she said runnin'
Always in my business, I leave when I see you comin' (Yo, I'm out)
See you got the game twisted, I could care less
My house is bought and paid for, your rent's due, you're stressed
Nevertheless, you wanna keep some drama on blast
But I don't worry cuz I'm quick to come and check that ass

Mad Lion:

They're spine behind your face
But meantime, they wanna take your place
Those back-stabbers, hey, back-stabbers

Sandra "Pepa" Denton & Cheryl "Salt" James:

Check it, everybody sees you as preemy and teeny
You see me in 3-D, and need me like a genie
All your wishes are washed up like lock up
We need to write a book called Shit That Botched Up
One thing that Sandi can't understand
The all the world jet but see a plentiful of hands
So tell me, how can we shake 'em, firmly you break 'em
Get 'em hot, and bake 'em, run to miss 'em, I may say
Chase me cuz I don't chase them, chill, in fact
Like friends we are family with a bill attatched
Pep's that green-eyed monster, make them ill and that
Well if envy ever tempt me, Salt steer me back

Mad Lion:

Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
Never never, never should you get paper
Think you better, better, get up, get up this place
Some new, shit, on my tounge and lip
Only one time, then, I will be done with it, go
Some will get with it, some will get wrecked with it
Some will host and they claim, that they say, we did
You faced it and if you why, sack and I messed with
His name was ah-uh-huh-uh-huh, forget this shit
Mad Lion is sick
No bed could get up in this re-lyrical
Full of new time threat, hey
I got my rhymes and the national anthem
Got more rhymes than either Oleen or Tonet
Got more rhymes than they made us sweat
Of a nigga, of a crooked waitin' for the damn check, uh
But let's not forget the, back-biters is the name of this set, uh
All the people, and we know you bite mine
Soldier people shall shine
Yo' come in the next track, up this

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Good Life

Intro:

Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life
Can you pace platinum and gold
Lexus, drop top, gold
Big houses, crazy dough
Mad lucci, crazy Gucci
Knowin' Lawton
Let's get it on

I'm livin' a good life
No more showin' inside, ooh
I'm livin' a good life
I'm livin' the good life
A good life, a new life

[Repeat]

Deidra "Spinderella" Roper:

Crispy currency is my smell
And the body's packed well
Can't you tell, Spinderella got new clientele
Well I'm livin' swell, or should I say swollen
I eats gourmet, and it slides easy through my throat
And when I'm rollin', cruisin' in whatever car that I be usin'
Passin', knowin' who's
Always winnin' and never losin' now (Who rocks the best)
Yo, it doesn't matter, cuz I live a little phatter
No concern about the chit-chatter
Once I heard the pitter-patter, I had to blow so
You know what happened, reach and grab for all the dough, yeah
Livin' good like a Nubian Queen should
Just put it on the bill cuz it's all good

Chorus:

Good life, whoa whoa (I'm livin' the life, oh yeah, yeah)
I'm livin' the good life
No more wastin' my time
It's the good life, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm livin' the good life (I'm livin' the life)
Yes, I made up my mind (Made up my mind, yeah, yeah)

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

Credit to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue Hawaii and easy on the liquor part
Plus an entree, forget about the buffet
Don't feel like walking, these dogs are barking
Spend all of day shopping and I stopping to relax
My credit cards are maxxed and I wonder what's the tax
On 60K, call my accountant cuz I want to know today
But Lou that never played 'em in the black, baby
Schedule bounce is a moonlight cream like Columbia to Texas

Chorus

Cheryl "Salt" James:

He runs smooth, ooh, I'm in a groove
Movin' in my land cruise cuz my Lexus caught a flat
So had to take it back
Gold and platinum albums bought me gold and platinum credit cards
I work hard, and now I'm livin' large, caviar, fast cars
Living lavishly, this has to be a dream
Then again I think not, I bust my ass to get the cream-team
My royalties exceed, brought me on my knees, please
Anything I want, anytime, anywhere I be
I know my C's will keep a-reelin' if I feel like skippin' town
No need to hang around another place we're pavin' out
We're climbing stars, we're gettin' into cars
And mixed drinks and live on bars
Chauffeur, once around the lot, Rodeo Drive is where I shop

Chorus (2x)

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Groove Me

Got the phat groove on the reel...

(Can you groove with me?)
Got the phat groove on the reel

CHORUS
Groove me, I need you
To groove me, I need you

So put it here, baby, open your eyes
And let me groove you
Got the phat groove on the reel
So put it here, baby, open your eyes
And let me groove you
Got the phat groove...

Salt-N-Pepa came back to the mic
It's not the end of the road
And like the boom in the bass about to explode
I got the rhymes to keep you goin' like petro
So everytime you see me on the mic
You know you just can't let go
So here we go again, sexy in a twin-pack
Straight from my eyes down to my back stacked

You're under my control
I got your heart and soul
Go down and take your time
I want you deep inside

So put it here, yeah, baby
Open your eyes and let me groove you
The music in my mic can move you
Like engine-engine number nine
I got the rump-shakin' flavor with the nasty rhyme
So if the crowd can move with me, move with me
Salt-N-Pepa said groove with me, groove with me

CHORUS

So put it here, baby
Open your eyes and let me groove you
Got the phat groove on the reel
So put it here, baby
Open your eyes and let me groove you
Got the phat groove on the reel

CHORUS

Well I'm the P-E-P-A, Pepa here to stay
And good when naughty so hip-hop hooray
I rock the mic like Anita freak a love song
I must say, yes, it's been so long
But now I'm back, bustin' phat rhymes, and I'm here to stay
So you got to give it up like Marv Gaye

You're under my control
I got your heart and soul
Go down and take your time
I want you deep inside

yes, yes, I'm swingin' my rhymes at full speed
To groove with the style cuz it's full breed
I bring it home like Stephanie Mills, and then I chill
Got the phat groove on the reel
So move with the tune, yeah, move with me
Salt-N-Pepa said groove with me, groove with me

CHORUS

Why don't you throw it to me now?
I mean now, yeah babe, right now
Let the bass boom-boom and pow-pow me
I like my music real loud and grimey
Slick and slimey, you may try me
But can't run no bullshit by me
Cuz Wink and I, we flow to histaticlly beat automatically
Anything else can be a lack to me, G, see
See, see what I'm sayin'?
See the crowd swayin' to the phat joint playin'

CHORUS

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Heaven or Hell

CHORUS
Children play, women produce
Kids killing kids just for the juice
Now Africa is looking for the truth
But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth

In this edition of the story, no need to bore me
It can't do nothin' for me, even Denzel Washington couldn't find any glory
In the overcrowded streets of the city
I know it's shitty, but I can do without the pity
(Baby never lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't have it
Trix are for kids, this kid is not a silly rabbit

(Well) He's standin' on a corner with his system pumpin' loud
Next him goin' off, scream in the crowd
A whole lot of screams, a lot of broken glass
Brothers like to wear their pants fallin' off their ass
Girls today don't wear no bras
Little John Doe got a ho turnin' tricks in the bars
Grandma carries a can of mace
And she'll stick a .45 in your face

So come and meet my man Brett (Yo, what up, Brett?)
He's smokin', but it's not a cigarette (Speak on it, Pep)
I wonder how the hell a brother lets himself
Get into somethin' he can't out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are sick and tired (Sick of who?)
The police (Word!) rollin' on 'em, pickin' on, holdin' on 'em
Hopin' that they got one of 'em
It was a drug bust, but something's weird
(Well, what's the matter, Spinderella?)
The way half a million disappeared

CHORUS

Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth

Who gives a damn about me?
(Huh?) Me (what?), me, yeah, little old me
Me, myself, and I
Live or die, laugh or cry
I'm all that I got, Pops, and that's a lot, Hops
I'd rather rot in jail before I ho-hop
Go 'head, me, tell 'em
They may be hard of hearing
So keep yellin' at the top of your lungs
Now everybody's got guns
They wanna be hard rocks and not be a fool
That buys a history book
Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my hits
And that two-fifth click to my tits
And Playgirl's gonna rip, and I'm-a have to rip shit
Ah, go for yours cuz you gotta
In the ghetto you don't get a medal if you settle for the drama
She's a gangster and the other terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my Smith and Wesson will answer

Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth

Well everybody be damned, her father's in jail
Sister's on the corner screamin', "Booty for sale"
Mom spends the night gettin' drunk with her uncle
Her brother's sellin' radios and toasters by the trunkful
See, every man she ever messed would wind up dead
Some might fall in jail, others runnin' from the Feds
(The only thing she ever loved was a piece of lead)
And that's a double-barrelled pump underneath the bed

Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues
There's good news and bad news, military coups
A rebel with no cause in a pack of fools
I never lived in the slum, never shot a gun
But I'll use one, don't make me use one

CHORUS

Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth

CHORUS (repeat/fade)

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Hold On

Kirk Franklin:

Let's have a little church up in here
How ya doin', this is Kirk Franklin
Sharin' with my sisters Cheryl, Sandi, and De De
With Sounds of Blackness
Everybody talkin' about keeping it real, huh
Well I got the real for ya
One time for your holy mind
Come on, hold on, yes

Chorus:

Hold on, don't let go (Rock on)
My God and don't you know (Be strong)
You got the power if you look deep inside (The flow y'all)
Just let God be your light (Rock on)
And He'll make it alright (Be strong)
Don't let go, don't let go (Keep on, uh, yeah, keep it flowin' y'all)

Deidra "Spinderella" Roper:

You struggle through your days, workin' then you out
If God ain't in charge, that's all it be about
No doubt, oh yeah, listen to this here
If he got my back then whom shall I fear
Forgive, forget, the tears and the sorrow
Keep your head up, because there's always tomorrow
Put the Lord first, be strong, you can't go wrong
Love is on the way if you just pray, and hold on

Chorus

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

Met jealous people, prayed (Tell it) I wouldn't make it
But opportunity knocked (Ha), I had to take it
Never fake it, cuz I be down with the King
He's running everything (So I sing), like the family
When you feel the pressure (Goin' on) and you stressed
Your life is in a mess, this is just a test
God is with you, so people be strong
You can take the whole world on (Now keep it moving)

Chorus

Cheryl "Salt" James:

I ain't trippin' over nothin' (That's right), I count my blessings
Studyin' my words (Uh-huh), steady tryin' to learn my lesson (Yeah)
There's madness in this world, check me out, I ain't stressin' (Word)
Knowledge is the key, joy and peace, the essence (True that)
Do unto others, don't disrespect your mothers
Lend a helping hand to your sisters and your brothers
Trust God, uh, that's all you gotta do
He'll take care of you, now all praises due

Sounds Of Blackness:

All praises due to the Most High (To the Most Hight)
To the Most High heed your prayer to the sky
(You gotta keep your head up to the sky)

Cheryl "Salt" James:

So you wanna know why
Praise the Lord everyday, that's how I get high
I, uh, just get by
Can't do me nothin' cuz God is on my side

Sounds Of Blackness:

All praises due to the Most High (To the Most Hight)
To the Most High heed your prayer to the sky
(You gotta keep your head up to the sky)

Said you gotta keep your head
I said you gotta keep your head up to the sky

Oh, come on, have a little church with me
Come on

Chorus

He brought me through some hard times, it was mad, rough (No doubt)
I thought I couldn't handle it, uh, I had enough
But all praises due to the Most High
You kept me alive when I could have died (Come on)
My God, I think I got to say, Halleluia
You still loved me, when I never even knew ya
Here's to the Man, clap your hands to the song
Sounds of Blackness, Salt and Pepa say, Peace y'all
And hold on

Chorus (3x)

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I Am the Body Beautiful

Aw yeah, don't hate me cuz I'm beautiful
[And where is the body?]
Move over mutha cuz I'm going faster than you can drive
The body's beautiful, baby
That's right, I just can't help it (yeah)
It's not my fault, I was born this way (I was born this way)

CHORUS
Get with the B-E-A-U-T-Y
Beauty, the body is beautiful (Body beautiful)
Get with the B-E-A-U-T-Y
Beauty, the body is beautiful (I am body beautiful)

I'm up and coming, I am a child
I'm legendary, hey, I'm free and wild
I am the ocean, and I rule the world (the whole world)
I'm sensual, I am body beautiful (the body's beautiful)
My cha-cha pumps (hump-a-dooty), I've got them on (in a winnin' ticket)
And I work the runway (left-right-left-right-left), baby, all night long
I am the one (the only one), there is no other
I am mother, I am body beautiful

CHORUS

Lights, camera, action!
Satisfaction guaranteed, that's what I need
I celebrate the body and enjoy good health
And I gets down with my bad self
It's all good from the front to the back
Two snaps and a clap for a body like that
It's a good damn thing I don't care what you say
Somebody beautiful (I am body beautiful), hey, that's me

I am grand (grand diva), I am the queen (Queen Bee)
A masquerade (who am I?), I'm fantasy (you're a fantasy)
I am the house (the whole mansion) of elegance
Featuring, I am body beautiful (body beautiful)

CHORUS

Don't hate me cuz I'm beautiful
Everybody's beautiful in their own special way (yes)
Carry yourself like a queen and you will attract a king
Beauty comes from within (yes)
Whatever the mind can conceive and believe
You will achieve (got to believe)
Do you believe (yes) that you are body beautiful?
Yes! Yes! Oooo, yes!

There ain't enough words to express how I feel
I'm body beautiful, true, that's for real
Am who I am and that's all I can be
Open up your mind so your eyes can see

Body beautiful, baby (Work that body)
Body beautiful, baby (Work it, work it)
Body beautiful, baby (Work that body)
Body beautiful that's me (word)

Then I'm-a tell ya like this, and I'm-a tell ya this way
My body's beautiful, that's all I'm sayin'
Bodies come in all different shapes and sizes
You're beautiful, too, just realize this
Can't you see the beauty in me?
Open up your heart and set your mind free
Everybody's beautiful in their own way
Express yourself every day
And when you got joy on the inside it shows on the out
Be confident and you're beautiful without a doubt
You're absolutely gorgeous, don't ya know?
So you got the body beautiful glow

Body beautiful, baby (Work that body)
Body beautiful, baby (Work it, work it)
Body beautiful, baby (Work that body)
Body beautiful (I am body beautiful) that's me (word)

CHORUS

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I Desire

We're on a mission
Dissin' all of the opposition
MCs, it's my butt you're kissin'
Because I desire

Yo, wait a minute, chill, I want ya all to hear
Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a career
Others try to imitate but none has come near
So you see why everybody stands up and cheer
And if you really think about it you know what it means
To be a female rapper from the heart of Queens
And see others dream about being supreme
But once on the scene we start killing kings
People claim we're too wild to tame
On stage we behave like sizzlin' flame
And oh, so cool when we rap you need a sweater
The rhymes so tough you swear they're made of leather
Get the best of your bunch, and I bet that we're better
Tell 'em why, Pepa, tell 'em why - cuz I desire

DJs come and go just like the wind
But mine is better than all of them
She's sharper than a razor when it comes to a cut
More lethal than a laser if you wanna play rough
Not the object of a show, subject to cut ????
????? tell you Spinderella's dope
Call her Spin for short but she don't take ????
Wanna duel? You're a fool ????
Choppin' beats for these until the turntables bleed
Scratches so damn hard you'd swear the mixer had fleas
She's the mutilator, music carnivore
Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw
You're still amazed by the way she plays
Not a fad but a phase of the hip-hop craze which I desire

Salt from the Pepa and my name is Cher
From Queens, New York not Delaware
I like my steak well-done cuz I hate it rare
And I'm lovable and huggable like Yogi the Bear
Pepa from the Salt so do not rip
Cuz if you do I'll shift from first to fifth
Lights out, it's heard, I thought you were dead
Short, fading went I went upside your head
So get back to the beat cuz the beat is bad
The beat pro and the bass gets much impact
The beats rock and just because the beat kicks bass
We're gonna bounce this beat all over the place cuz I desire

While you're on the set let the cameras roll
Salt and Pepa are the stars, the world's the video
Your room is boomin' when we're on your stereo
So hold on tight, don't dare let go
We're the teachers, you're the students - class is in session
Pay attention boys and girls, and learn your lesson
We're running things, yes, we're taking over
You be the grass, we'll be the lawnmower
Never fakin' or takin', not givin' no slack
Not trying, succeeding cuz it's like that
Hot damn, how could you be so doggone dumb?
Trying to dis Salt and Pepa when we're number one?
But we excuse you cuz you're dippy, your mind's in a daze
Like every duck you're confused in so many ways
Giving nothing, taking all whether big or small
We got a ???? beat and it's dope, def y'all
Every day of the week you're at my beck and call
You wanna try me out? You don't have the gall cuz I desire

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I Don't Know

[Yo, Play, I never expected that from you
A guy's entitled to one mistake, Cheryl
One mistake? That ain't what I heard (laughs)
Yo, what are you trying to say?]

Look, let me kick it to you like this
It's not that I don't miss your kiss
Well what is it?
I'm scared of gettin' hurt (what?), much afraid
Of who? Me? Come on, baby, don't try to play me
It's true
But you know that I feel for you
Yeah, I do but (what?) yo, Play, I can't trust you
Come on, why?
How could you stand there with a straight face and ask
I ain't the first or will not be the last
You got it all wrong, those days they all gone
Yeah right, I ain't goin' out like a pawn
Come on, you make it sound like I'm a little ho
Yo, let me tell you somethin', buddy

I really don't know
Oh, I get it, now I see
I really don't know
After all the time you spent with me?
I really don't know
All the good things that we had in our mind
I really don't know
First I was sad now I'm gettin' mad

[You gettin' mad?
That's right, mad
What are you gettin' mad about?
Yo, you better...yo, girl, I'm tryin' to tell you
I better what? Tell me what I did
Look what I've done for you, you are ungrateful
Yo, Salt, I'm tellin' you lead that's goin' to your head
Look how you...look how you dissed me
Aw...
Shut up]

Now how could you forget so soon
All the nights with dim lights in the bedroom
The things we said, the things we did
All the talk about the house, the cars, and the kids
Yo, I'm not sayin' those things didn't happen but
That was before I found out you was a slut
Rappin' to all the girls in and out town
It didn't take long for word to get around
Yo, if you walk out on me, I'll understand
And have to take my lumps like a man
You see, nobody's perfect, neither are we
Love is knowin' when to say you're sorry
Yes, and I apologize
You sure that's not a lie?
Yeah, cross my heart and hope to die

Just let me know what is it with you men?
And don't tell me it's a Tom and Dick thing
Is it a must you lust for every big butt?
You realize it caused the end of us?
Ok, it's understood, the things I did it wasn't good
Now can we live our lives like normal couples should?
Mmmm, no
No?!
Well, I mean, I still don't know, it may be a mistake
Don't think it's fake
I poured my heart out, and you still don't believe me?
Well go ahead then, you might as well leave me
I think you're right, though
I know I'm right
Yeah, so?
So what?

Yo, I really don't know
Come on now, I ain't gonna beg
I don't know
Didn't you hear a word I've said?

Yo, man, this ain't gonna work
Word, they're tryin' to play us like a bunch of jerks
Yo, I ain't gettin' on my knees for no one
I'm with you, true
Let's go have a cold one
Oh, you the dude

[Well, how'd it go?
Oh, I don't know
At least we're still friends...
Yeah, me, too, so what's goin' on tonight?
I got a date
Already? So do I
Oh yeah? That's great]

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I'll Take Your Man

Salt and Pepa's back, and we came to out rap you
So get out my face before I smack you
Ho, don't you know? Can't you understand?
If you mess with me I'll take you man

Well I'll take your man right out the box
And put him under my padlocks
So when you see us together chillin' in the place
Cold walkin' and sportin' him in your face
Go ahead roll your eyes, suck your teeth
Keep huffin' and puffin' like a dog in heat
You can call me a crook, a robber, a thief
But I'll be your butcher if you got beef
You know what's up - I ain't no poo-putt
Cuz Pepa kick butts off dumb, young bucks like you
And the rest of your crew
If moms want static I'll dis her, too
So scram you know who I am
Damn, chick, don't play me, punk cuz I'll take your man

I'll take your man whenever I feel like it
This ain't a threat or a bet, it's a damn promise
From me to you, your sex life's through
If you get another lover, I'll take him, too
All I have to do is say a rhyme or two
And he'll hop and leave you like a kangaroo
I'll make him heel for me even steal for me
His mother and father he'd kill for me
That's what you get for trying to play smart
Now take a hike with that slayed-up heart
Girl, you don't know if you're comin' or goin'
Look at your face - your jealousy's growin' and showin'
Don't get mad - you don't have the right
I throw below solo but ladylike on the mic
Psyche is where I win my battles
I'll handle you like a baby with a rattle
Don't make me prove to you that I can
Either give him up or get slammed - I'll take your man

I'll take your man, that's right but just for spite
Because you tried to dis me when I was on the mic
But I really don't want him, the guy ain't fly, shoot
He can't afford to buy a Fila suit
Runs the same old gear, never has fresh wear
What he whispered in my ear I can't repeat here
I don't wanna seem to be so damn mean
But you're the hippiest critter I ever seen
Before I got on the stage you wished me good luck
Turned around and told your friends I suck
Well look at you now - you ain't got nobody
Searching for love in a fifth of Bicardi
You look bad, girl, you look like you're dying
Ain't no use in crying - I'll take your man

Yo, Cher, school this fool!
I'll take your man, your fiancee, your husband
You ain't Alice, this ain't Wonderland
And when I say I will you know I can
Don't mess with me cuz I'll take your man

I'll take your man anytime, at the drop of a dime
Cuz he's rappin' and strappin' so hard on mine
Everywhere I turn, everywhere I look
The brother's eyein' me down, he's staring down my throat
But he's a ducker sucker, soft-hearted punk
Goin' skiing for skeezers, stunts for blunt
So that's why y'all have so many things in common
Him for just robbin', you for lap slobbin'
I never ever went out my way to get played
Keeping guys like yours held down at bay
You know I can, I got the upper-hand
Tramp, you don't stand a chance cuz I'll take your man

Most girls have guys that's good to go
But yours is slow - he's a freakin' a-hole
The fact still stands, there's no change in plans
"Yo, Pepa, your wish is my command!"
Now you know, you know I'll take your...man

Check him out, you see what I mean?
He's leading the pack as the fellas scream
"Go, Sandy! Get busy! Go, Sandy! Get busy!"
It's so easy to make 'em fall for me, Heather
No man can resist Salt and Pepa
Because we're perfect from head to toe
It's not speculation - your man says so
Revenge is sweet but payback's a trip
Girlfriend, you won't know which is which
But I'll tell you this: Don't try to answer this jam
Because if you do then I'll take your...
And I'll take your...
And we'll take your man

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Let's Talk About AIDS

** Originally issued as charity single

[Hit me
Come on]

CHORUS
Let's talk about sex, baby
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex

Yo, let's talk about AIDS (go on) to the unconcerned and uninformed
You think you can't get it? Well you're wrong
Don't dismiss, dis, or blacklist the topic
That ain't gonna stop it
Now if you go about it right you just might save your life
Don't be uptight, come join the fight
We're gonna tell you how you can get it and how you won't
All of the do's and all of the don't's
I got some news for you so listen, please
It's not a black, white, or gay disease
Are you ready, Pep? Yeah, I'm set
All right then, come on, bet

CHORUS

[So if you do come up HIV positive (mmm-hmmm) or have AIDS (yeah)
We just want you to know (what?) that there are treatments (that's right)
And the earlier, the sooner, detected the better off you'll be
Tell 'em please
Hey, yo, Pep, you get checked?
Yep, every year, G]

Now, you don't get AIDS from kisses, touches, mesquito bites, or huggin'
Toilet seats, telephones, stop buggin'
You get it for sex or a dirty drug needle
Anal or oral now, people
Women can give it to men and men mostly to women
The facts are simple, right and exact
And once you get it, there's no turnin' back for you
There ain't a cure so you gotta be sure
Protect yourself or don't have sex anymore
Mothers might give it to their babies through the womb
Or through birth, don't be an ass and assume
AIDS ain't got no smell or taste
It don't care about your race
You see a nice, kind face - you think you're safe?
I'm sorry, that's just not the case
There's no debate, conversate with your mate
And don't wait until it's too late

CHORUS

Ladies, all the ladies, louder now, help me out
Come on, all the ladies - let's practice safe sex, all right
(repeat)

[Yo, Salt...
What?
You know what else will stop the spread of AIDS?
Unh-huh
If everybody stop cheating and messing around and just stay with one person
...And wear condoms]

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Let's Talk About Sex

Spinderella Cut It up One Time 0o0o0o ohh Uhuhh 0ooo0 Comon ..

Yo, I don't think we should talk about this
Come on, why not?
People might misunderstand what we're tryin' to say, you know?
No, but that's a part of life]

Come on

CHORUS

Let's talk about sex, baby
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex

Let's talk about sex for now to the people at home or in the crowd
It keeps coming up anyhow
Don't decoy, avoid, or make void the topic
Cuz that ain't gonna stop it
Now we talk about sex on the radio and video shows
Many will know anything goes
Let's tell it how it is, and how it could be
How it was, and of course, how it should be
Those who think it's dirty have a choice
Pick up the needle, press pause, or turn the radio off
Will that stop us, Pep? I doubt it
All right then, come on, Spin

CHORUS

Hot to trot, make any man's eyes pop
She use what she got to get whatever she don't got
Fellas drool like fools, but then again they're only human
The chick was a hit because her body was boomin'
Gold, pearls, rubies, crazy diamonds
Nothin' she ever wore was ever common
Her dates heads of state, men of taste
Lawyers, doctors, no one was too great for her to get with
Or even mess with, the Prez she says was next on her list
And believe me, you, it's as good as true
There ain't a man alive that she couldn't get next to
She had it all in the bag so she should have been glad
But she was mad and sad and feelin' bad
Thinkin' about the things that she never had
No love, just sex, followed next with a check and a note
That last night was dope

Let's talk about sex, baby (sing it)
Let's talk about you and me (sing it, sing it)
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex (come on)
Let's talk about sex (do it)
Let's talk about sex (uh-huh)
Let's talk about sex

Ladies, all the ladies, louder now, help me out
Come on, all the ladies - let's talk about sex, all right
(repeat)

[Yo, Pep, I don't think they're gonna play this on the radio
And why not? Everybody has sex
I mean, everybody should be makin' love
Come on, how many guys you know make love?]

CHORUS

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Live and Let Die

I'm a sister with a grip on her life
I only live once so I gotta get right
The first time cuz there won't be a second
I'm not in the mood to preach about the wrong of the world
It can't be changed by three girls
On the trio tip, we're not a proof of that trip
Excuses, that's the truth when the proof compellin'
I ain't tellin' or sellin' out to the pop life
I like the spotlight
Gimme a mic and a beat so I can speak words of wisdom
I may be young, feed some, fall down, and filled up, I'm gonna build up
Knowledge is food for thought so let's eat up
Whatever goes up, comes down, you see nothin' lasts forever
Not even MCs, you, he, she, and even I should live and let live
Or live and let die

Live and let die

You're wastin' time tryin' to change the mind
Of those who's souls are full of holes
I do unto others as I wish them to do unto me
Life ain't nothin' but death without money
My way of thinkin' is one-track
My method of convincin' combat
Success is a mission, it's there for anyone who wants to do better
You know where I'm comin' from
Survival of the fittest, and I'll admit it's vicious
I testify as a witness
Let me say this first for what it's worth
It's true that the meek shall inherit the earth
But that don't mean you gotta be weak or soft
Even on the mic you can't take no shorts
I only help those who want to help themselves if no one else
As a youngster they taught me to live and let live
And that's what I always did, word to miz
But there's a change in the world that I live in
So don't be surprised if I live and let die

Live and let die
Live and let die

That's the eighth time that baser almost O.D.'d, man
Live and let die
Yo, Finster, baby, went up for homicide
Live and let die
He's out there skeezin' with no jimmy hat
Live and let die
K-bone was shortin' the fuzz and got dumped
Live and let die

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No One Does it Better

Baby...
Baby, baby, baby (give it to me)
Oh, yeah (I need it)
Come and get it (I'm ready)
Cuz no one does it better than me (than you, you, you)
Than me, yeah yeah (oh, sugar)

No one does it better than me
No one does it (girl), no one

Yo, Mr. Don Juan, give me everything I need
I'm ready for the world, rub me down, proceed
Treat like the mic then rock me
Let's do it while you hold me in the air - don't drop me
Heavyweight boot-knocker, whatcha wanna do
In the waterbed room, yeah, just me and you?
I got the fever for the nook-nook
So if ya never seen a body like this take a good look
Take a good look, bet that ass'll be hooked
Because I'm better than a good book
She can't match the cat, and when she looks at your back
She sees Salt in a passion scratch
We go round and round so let me break it down
If she was all that, you wouldn't be here right now

Cuz you know (I know), you know that
No one does it better (bet no one does it like you do)
No one does it better (no one does it), better than I do (yeah yeah)
No one does it better (no light) (whether they're cute too) (oh no)
No one does it (yeah), oh baby, no one

Well that's true, that's why you never have no beef
Cuz when the bugle is blown it's all tongue and no teeth
You're gettin' done between the sheets
And I know you don't cheat cuz at home you gets freaked
And worked out to capacity
A good piece of ass to me, that's all you have to be
I lay ya down to the maximum
And I'm extra in the middle cuz that's where I'm waxin' him
Honey knows where the flavor's at
Who's cat is all that, who keeps comin' back...

To me, can't stay away
Gotta have it night and day just because
No one does it better (no one does it), better than I do (no one)
No one does it better (nobody does it like you do)
No one does it better (no one does it to me), better than I do
No one does it (yeah, oh), oh baby, no one

You're damn right no one does it better than me
Pepa's got ways to keep ya happy
Don't put nothin' past me
If I wanna I do, if I don't then don't ask me
Aim to please the man and freak the man
Twenty-four seven cuz he's the man
Got thrills and frills like a theme park
Before the chill part, you can't have an ill heart
Cuz it's definitely on when I hit the bedroom
That knows zooma-zoom-zoom in his poom-poom
Pep's the body mechanic so don't panic
I'll let ya have it, but love ain't always automatic
I never had a complaint, never said I feel faint
I got the face of a saint, you think I am but I ain't

Cuz you know (I know), you know that
No one does it better (not better than you do)
No one does it better (no one does it), better than I do
(no one does it)
No one does it better (nobody does it like you do)
No one does it (yeah, oh), oh baby, no one
No one does it better (no one), better than I do
No one does it better (is better than you), better than I do
No one does it better (no one else, nobody is better than you)
better than I do
No one does it, oh baby, no one

No one does it better...

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Shoop

Hey, yeah - I wanna shoop, baby

[Oooo, how you doin', baby?
No, not you
You, the bow-legged one, (ha-ha) yeah
What's your name?
Damn, that sounds sexy]

Here I go, here I go, here I go again (again?)
Girls, what's my weakness? (Men!)
Ok then, chillin', chillin', mindin' my business (word)
Yo, Salt, I looked around, and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda...uh
Wicked, wicked (oooo) - had to kick it
I'm not shy so I asked for the digits
A ho? No, that don't make me
See what I want slip slide to it swifty
Felt it in my hips so I dipped back to my bag of tricks
Then I flipped for a tip, make me wanna do tricks for him
Lick him like a lollipop should be licked
Came to my senses and I chilled for a bit
Don't know how you do the voodoo that you do
So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop shoop shoop

Shoop shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

Ummm, you're packed and you're stacked 'specially in the back
Brother, wanna thank your mother for a butt like that (thanks, Mom)
Can I get some fries with that shake-shake booty?
If looks could kill you would be an uzi
You're a shotgun - bang! What's up with that thang?
I wanna know how does it hang?
Straight up, wait up, hold up, Mr. Lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy mutha-
Well-a, I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright as the sun, I wanna have some fun
Come (come) and (hmmm) give me some of that yum-yum
Chocolate chip, honey dip, can I get a scoop? (please)
Baby, take a ride in my coupe, you make me wanna...

Shoop shoop ba-doop (Baby, hey)
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
Shoop shoop ba-doop (Don't you know I wanna shoop, baby)
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

Well let me bring you back to the subject, Pep's on the set
Make you get hot, make you work up a sweat
When you skip-to-my-lou, my darling
Not falling in love but I'm falling for your [super sperm]
When I get ya betcha bottom dollar you were best under pressure
[Yo, Sandy, I wanna like, taste you]
Getcha getcha lips wet cuz it's time to have Pep

On your mark, get set, go, let me go, let me shoop
To the next man in the three-piece suit
I spend all my dough, ray me, cutie
Shoop shoop a-doobie like Scoobie Doobie Doo
I love you in your big jeans, you give me nice dreams
You make me wanna scream, "Oooo, oooo, oooo!"
I like what ya do when you do what ya do
You make me wanna shoop

Shoop shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
Shoop shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

[Oh, my goodness, girl, look at him
He's the cutest brother in here
And he's comin' this way! Oooo!]

S and the P wanna kick with me, cool (uh-huh)
But I'm wicked, G, (yeah) hit skins but never quickly (that's right)
I hit the skins for the hell of it, just for the yell I get
Mmm mmm mmm, for the smell of it (smell it)
They want my bod, here's the hot rod (hot rod)
Twelve inches to a yard (damn) and have ya soundin' like a retard (yeah)
Big 'Twan Love-Her, six-two, wanna hit you
So what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
Mmmm, I wanna shoop

Shoop shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop
Shoop shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ba-doop ba-doop

Oh, you make me wanna shoop
Hey yeah, I wanna shoop, baby

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Silly of You

Uh, come on, uh
Come on, uh, yeah
Uh, if ya want some, come and get some

Chorus (2x):

Well it's silly of you (To think that I)
Would ever take a dive (Can I keep it live)
And if you think you're qualified (To speak on this)
(Well that's illy of you) Just plain silly of you

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

We be the queens from Queens, the original tag team
We've been to all the places, that you only seen in your dreams
I earned the dough, the record label, houses, the cars
Jiggy at the party baby, got the champagne and the ha-ha
Pray that we fade to black
We attack the traps, and make your knees collapse
But once again, lend me your ears countrymen
Ever since, The Showstopper, boostin' up the dividends
And, I thought you knew we had mass appeal
Bustin' lyrics like steel, no matter who's keepin' it real
From coast to coast, we rock the past to the future (Right)
Now pass the mic, and me rock the way that I used to
Who's hottest female to ever touch the apparatus
Evidently it's the Pep, cuz Salty is the baddest
I don't recommend that you test the untestable
Hey, nowadays we try to keep it all respectable, word

Chorus (2x)

Blue Denim:

That's right, y'all know me, it's Kimmy Cat from Queens
Sometimes I, hang around with the S and P
I came to, tell ya about this new slick lightplate
Blue Denim got the ven to make an MC sick
Pep to my left, right side big sis
Hey, let me get them keys
To the crib and Lexus, step to this
And I know some cats livin' down in Texas
S and P and B.D. on the V.I.P. guest list
Who rocks the most
Highpost, now from the gate
They take me to my destiny
Never get the best of me, you stressin' me
Testin' me, like I'm-a take a dive
I keep it live, and you ain't even qualified

Chorus (2X)

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

The headliners, big-timers, I've got the details
Hold the press, do you detest rap's hottest females
Big Pepa, hotstepper, take a dive, never
No sleep, we never rest, the best keep gettin' better

Cheryl "Salt" James:

Salty that's me, sexy, don't envy
Trendsetter, go-getter, Miss Originality
Opposition dissin', our desire paid
From the cradle to grave, I know the tricks of the trade

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

Back in the days, at shows we used to hook 'em
MC's we shook 'em
And if you came with some beef
Your man we took him

Cheryl "Salt" James:

Now who got the flow (The flow that I gotta go)
Guy professionals
Guy grip like the mic
Like, ooh, I got testicles

Blue Denim:

I be the sugar showin', showin' Don Juan Pong
Like the needle on a record when it plays a song
You know my girls sold out, no doubt, every arena
We stake the funky divas, shout out to all believers
We paint the town, hang around clubs that we maxed
And when we in the studio, Salt's waxin' the tracks

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

A bunch of thoroughbreds
Rockin' G's and Pro Keds
And true blue, I thought you knew
Official queens redheads (Salt and Pepa)

Chorus (2x)

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Start Me Up

You got to start me up
Start me up
Start me up

Come down, the S to the A-L-T
Come down, the Luv to the B-U-G
Come down, the Spin to the D-A-Rella
Come down, S-T-double E the E in the V
Come down, the P to the E-P-A
Come down, Idolmakers in the house, how ya know?
Come down, to the Record Lord
Come down...

[Wait a minute, y'all, wait a minute
Let's get serious for a minute
Y'all havin' fun, I'm havin' fun
Everybody havin' fun
But you know those times when you get stressed out?]

Everybody has a time in their life
When things doesn't always go right
It just gets harder every day
And it makes you wanna run away
And then I wonder where it will end
Can I ever be myself again?
Yo, I got hopes, and I got trust
And I got you here to start me up

But it's been so long that I thought I lost you
And I felt my life was goin' nowhere without you
I feel so strong because I have you
Standin' by my side, baby, baby, you just got to

CHORUS

Start me up, you got to start me up
Start me up, you got to start me up
Start me up, you got to start me up
Start me up, you got to start me up

Now why you lettin' them get you down?
Pushin' you around until now?
What's it gonna take till you realize?
When you gonna open up your eyes?
And how come you don't ever kiss me
Or even say how much you miss me?
But I got you and we got us
Together we can start it up

I'm fed up (fed up), word up (dead up)
Got to keep my head up, don't stop or let up
You're sleepin' later, time to get your bed made up
Always on the loose until your dude get paid up
Paid up, wait up, I'm knockin', and I'm puffin'
Watch television all day doin' nothing
Pushing in your liver, looks like you're ready to deliver
Yo, Salt, I think it's a caesar

CHORUS

Well-a, well-a, w-h-h-hell-a
You're caught in the rain, but you forgot your umbrella
Oooo, what could you do punch-a-nella, punch-a-nella?
You're trapped in a cage like an ape called Magilla
And now you're ready to throw in the towel, that's kinda foul
You don't give a hoot like a mute owl
That's not the way I know you to be
You used to be true to me, oooo-whee, what you used to do to me
Shows that you got a lot to offer
So brother just get offa your butt because it's gonna cost ya
It rips me apart to see you like this
Me and you might just be able to fight this so baby

Start me up, you got to start me up
Start me up, you got to start me up

Yo, wait a minute (what up?), yo, you gotta wait a minute
You didn't think that you would hear the "yo"
Without the Turner Brother's in it?
Huh, I pull the rank like a luitenent
So when I said start me up, girl, I meant it
You better set (set), set it off lady
The brothers from Haiti ???
Serious, we get big, busy, and delirious
Say Pep, hit me off with the lyrics

Pepa ade donet
So people come follow
Now easy dibe gal
Ca me a big mama
Topin at the period
An passin' ponda coma
So poom poom breat
Sav de drumma fe ya fadda
Cos me ruff
Ruff 'n tuff 'n
Rugged 'n stuff
Me might roll upa blunt
'N tek a lickle(wah)
Lick shot 'n' all
A uno will drop(wah)
See my crutches never fail me
But it's been so long that I thought I lost you
And I felt my life was goin' nowhere without you
I feel so strong because I have you
Standin' by my side, baby, baby, you just got to

CHORUS

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The Showstopper

[Once again my friends and countrymen
Lend us your ears and eyes
The Showstopper is stupid fresh
When will you be satisfied?]

Yo, bust it Sandy D.
Yo, what's up?
Have you ever been to jams when people just stand
And they pay to come in, and they don't even dance?
They're so uncouth they think they're cute
Am I lying? No, it's the truth
Right now I'm gonna show you how it's supposed to be
Cuz we, the Salt and Pepa MCs
Will chance the circumstance rocks your pants
My fans, this is called the jam

Sandy...What?...Sandy...What?
Sandy, we'll be breaking hearts, ya know
That's true, it's all about money though
But Douglas and Richie won't like it (So?)
Come on then, let's stop the show

Yo, this beat is stupid fresh
Huh, yeah, you know it, cold dissed Doug Fresh
Top choice, of course, the rest is Salt
Set it off, do it Set it off, do it
Set it off, do it Set it off, do it

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Whatta Man

Yeah, yeah (Oooo)
Uh, hey hey
All right, yeah
Oooo

CHORUS
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty good man
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty good man
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty good man
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty good man

I wanna take a minute or two, and give much respect due
To the man that's made a difference in my world
And although most men are ho's he flows on the down low
Cuz I never heard about him with another girl
But I don't sweat it because it's just pathetic
To let it get me involved in that he said/she said crowd
I know that ain't nobody perfect, I give props to those who deserve it
And believe me y'all, he's worth it
So here's to the future cuz we got through the past
I finally found somebody that can make me laugh
(Ha ha ha) You so crazy
I think I wanna have your baby

CHORUS
My man is smooth like Barry, and his voice got bass
A body like Arnold with a Denzel face
He's smart like a doctor with a real good rep
And when he comes home he's relaxed with Pep
He always got a gift for me everytime I see him
A lot of snot-nosed ex-flames couldn't be him
He never ran a corny line once to me yet
So I give him stuff that he'll never forget
He keeps me on Cloud Nine just like the Temps
He's not a fake wannabe tryin' to be a pimp
He dresses like a dapper don, but even in jeans
He's a God-sent original, the man of my dreams

Yes, my man says he loves me, never says he loves me not
Tryin' to rush me good and touch me in the right spot
See other guys that I've had, they tried to play all that mac shit
But every time they tried I said, "That's not it"
But not this man, he's got the right potion
Baby, rub it down and make it smooth like lotion
Yeah, the ritual, highway to heaven
From seven to seven he's got me open like Seven Eleven
And yes, it's me that he's always choosin'
With him I'm never losin', and he knows that my name is not Susan
He always has heavy conversation for the mind
Which means a lot to me cuz good men are hard to find

CHORUS

My man gives real loving that's why I call him Killer
He's not a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am, he's a thriller
He takes his time and does everything right
Knocks me out with one shot for the rest of the night
He's a real smooth brother, never in a rush
And he gives me goose pimples with every single touch
Spends quality time with his kids when he can
Secure in his manhood cuz he's a real man
A lover and a fighter and he'll knock a knucker out
Don't take him for a sucker cuz that's not what he's about
Every time I need him, he always got my back
Never disrespectful cuz his mama taught him that

CHORUS