Salt-N-Pepa

Salt-N-Pepa - R U Ready

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Pum  pump  let me see you jump
 Shake your rump  push it real good
 Break it down with the funk
 One love  like the LB say  right  right
 Music Makes Us High  but you've been given shade
 'Cause I stay paid  sippin' lemonade
 Don't be mad 'cause I got it made
 Diva hatin' waitin' snake in the grass
 Look me up and down when I pass
 Vibin' with your girlfriends
 Jealous of my dividends and my Benz  and my ends
 Like no other butter,
 Smooth like cream, I keep in milky
 When I move on the scene
 Got you fiending, on lock down, can't you tell?
 Never fell, black queens doing it well
 We be the crew that you wanna step to
 Sisters with an attitude, now how my mic sounds?

 1-My mic sound nice
 Check one, check 2, everybody make way
 Party people coming through
 Throw your hands up, put 'em up
 Bounce, hold steady, are you ready?

 (repeat 1)

 We make you burn with the hot track
 Spin and scratch the hot wax
 So I could grab the microphone and climax
 Bars stay lean and cream keep stacking
 Dr. Suess cracking the beats with no slacking
 So move with the groove, makes your knees weaker
 Salt-N-Pepa coming through your speaker
 Hot blazing, so amazing, 150 proof raisin' the roof
 Who got the juice now?
 Yeah, poppa, I'm gonna break you off something proper
 Show stopper like Frankie Crocker
 Female phenomenon, when you get off, then put me on
 Miss Jiggy, hell yeah, huh, the bom digi
 Microphone check one, 2, brand new coming through
 You know how we do, stay on point like a needle
 Who are you to judge like Ito?
 Recognize Salt-N-Pep's stello
 (repeat 1, 1)

 I'm about to make the whole world bounce
 Make it freaky 'til you're drippin'
 Salt-N-Peppa got me in the VI sippin'
 On the dance floor, nonstop how we movin' in
 Game so tight, lubrication couldn't loosen it
 B.L.A.Q the bomb
 Y'all know Chi-Ca, Chi-Co who matching my flow
 Shake what your momma created until it hurt ya
 Daddy came to freak it down
 And work ya, what time is it?
 P to the B to the P to the A
 Lay my game down precise like every day
 Display many styles for years I've been here

 Iced out sex appeal I put your lights out
 Pull your mics out, we rock the party
 Freak your body, no need for a shottie
 I'm gonna make you sweat all night, hold tight
 All heads turn when I snatch the mic
 Send the party into orbit
 Coppin' drop tops 'cause I can afford it
 Ain't nothing, party over here
 What you doing on the other side?
 We came here to get live, take a ride
 With the S and the P, hey, pep mc
 Shine every time just like the Lex be
 You wanna test me, don't floss

 We got the flow tha'll break you off
 Decent, leave you locked like the precinct
 How we get down worldwide
 Everybody know about the sound
 Let it pound in your system one time
 All up in your mind how we shine? Genuine
 (rpt 1, 1, 1, 1
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Copyrights:

Author: Al West, Chad Elliott, Cheryl James (2), Randy Muller, Rufus Moore, Sandra Denton

Composer: ?

Publisher: London Records USA, RA Hop, L.L.C.

Details:

Released in: 1997

Language: English

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