Salt-N-Pepa

Salt-N-Pepa - Here We Come lyrics

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Here we come  here we come baby
 Here we come  here we come
 Here we come  here we come

 Here comes the sisters with the stuff
 Here comes the sisters with the stuff
 Here come  here come  here comes  here comes  here..

 CHORUS
 Here come the sisters with the stuff
 Bringing home the bacon  fryin' it up in the pan
 Here we come sexy yet rough
 And we never let you ever forget you're a man
 (repeat)

 I'm a Nineties girl, that's what they call me
 I work hard for my family, doin' it all, see?
 Just so happens that I choose to rhyme
 Like my homegirl Rage, yo, I gets busy with mine
 Spend quality time with my baby on the norm
 But when it's time to get the nook, yo, I go on strong
 Black, intelligent, wise beyond my years
 No time for frontin', no time for fears
 You gots to get yours, I gots to get mine
 Nine times out of ten gotta fend for self sometimes
 It's hard enough out here on your own
 But I got what it takes, I rule the throne
 Pick up to the women out there on your own
 Livin' swell, see, and doin' it, and doin' it well
 Hey, hell, no one can stop me, I got the knack
 Making funny matter phat just by making phat tracks
 Who's world is this? You know the world is mine
 Salt and Pepa adding flavor to the bump one time
 Two times for your mind, one more for your body
 To work ya harder, when it's Friday it's time to party

 CHORUS

 Sexy and rough, I had enough
 Yep, I said, "Well, let me shoot the real stuff"
 Bang-bang people know my name, claim to fame
 A bell rang, now I gets paid for the slang
 I take care of things cuz you know I will
 Responsibilties and I still do how I feel
 But it ain't just me anymore
 Me and my baby give our heart and my soul like it's sporadic
 Convulsions of laughter, spittin' out rapture
 I'm not the one to go after
 In fact-a, the attitude is cheerful, come on and get a earful
 We do it all only never small show
 Yo, Spinderella takes care of her business
 Salt and Pepa definitely in this to win this
 We bring home the bacon and make crazy hoochie
 Don't mistake me for a ho, hell no, I'm not a coochie (here I come)

 Here we come, here we come
 Here we come, here we come baby
 Here we come, here we come
 Here we come, here we come

 It costed nothing but change to remain true sisters of the game
 Blowin' suckers out the frame - POW!
 Hard work payin' off, baby paw
 You know who we are going far on this here coup-de-grace
 Ini-mini-miny behind me the loser
 Could hold for a sec but got wrecked by the bruiser
 Didn't know who's the real tag-team here
 The one-two-three dance, now it's all clear
 Did we taunt, pomp, stomp, romp
 Open up a pre-school to babysit the competion
 Yes, and the mission I'm dissin'
 To write the premonition so no switchin' position
 I make the bacon so crispy, no need to get pissed or mad
 I does it all, kid, I'm bad
 So don't let your pride eat your inside
 Independent, black's a fact, and saw razorback
 Feminine females with a ???
 Go 'head, dare to attack, bet you can't do with nothin'
 Cuz a... here we come, here we come

 Here we come, here we come
 Here we come, here we come baby
 Here we come, here we come
 Here we come, here we come
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Language: English

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