Salt-N-Pepa

Salt-N-Pepa - Break Of Dawn songtekst

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Keep keep it on 'til the break of dawn
 (Boom bam slam) Keep keep it on
 Keep keep it on 'til the break of dawn
 (Boom boom bam slam) Keep keep it on

 CHORUS
 Keep keep it on 'til the break of dawn
 (Boom boom bam slam) Keep keep it on
 Keep keep it on 'til the break of dawn
 (Boom boom bam slam) Keep keep it on

 Jam  S A L T pump up the bass
 S-A-L-T pump up the bass
 S-A-L-T pump up the bass
 S-A-L-T pump up the bass

 On and on keep it on 'til the break of dawn
 I'm-a rip shop and drop the bomb
 Boom-bam-slam with the jam in effect
 Catchin' wreck, catchin' wreck with the Pep
 Yet, yo, I'm-a flow like the now
 You know my style buck-wild
 Rippin' scripts, dive and dips, dip and dives
 Overdrive, I'm in overdrive
 Goin' off, never to the loss, of course
 I'm the best, yes, I am, yes
 Yo, so here I go again
 I'm in like Flynn guarateed to win
 So step back with the battleship grip
 Word to mother, my brother, you're outta my tip
 Let it go, let it go, I just wanna flow...uh, and keep it on

 I'm gonna keep it on until the break of dawn
 Big-big Pep keep-keep it on
 I'm gonna keep it on until the break of dawn
 Big-big Pep keep-keep it on
 (repeat)

 Check it out (what?), big Pep PG
 Not rated R, I can flow without the B's
 And the F's and the A's, gotta have a taste
 To kick, gotta have the P's
 To pick up the bass, pump up the bass like that
 When you pump it up it makes me rap like the pro that I am
 Hear what I am, yes, I am, gotta have the D for the "damn"
 Jam on the one, jam on the two, oh yeah
 Give me my ? on a dare, cuz I'm the rare
 Do you see a woman rip shop?
 But I'm here to drop and drop
 Here 'til I can't 'ford no more
 Sucker MC's better be out the door
 More I pour, get to the core
 When I finish, girlfriend, you're gonna be sore
 Word, the big birdy's like that y'all
 Big Pep Denton is crazy, phat y'all
 Word is born, keep it on, yeah...'til the break of dawn

 CHORUS (repeat)

 One-two-three it's me - S-A-L-T
 The woman to be, can't ya see?
 On the microphone I stand alone - psyche
 Pepa P got the left, I got the right
 As if you didn't know the flow got better with the weather
 Fall off never that never, never wack ever
 I'm butter like my leather
 Clever, yes, I'm a lady that's clever
 Rockin' it, rippin' it, yes, I'll be kickin' it
 Kickin' it, brothers be trickin' and trickin'
 Don't stop, don't stop, I won't stop
 I can't stop, I can't stop
 When I hear the beat I'll be damned not to get ill, kill
 Yo, Salt, chill, what ya mean "chill?"

 Chill, I know how you feel
 When I hear the beat I wanna flip, too
 Let me show you how I do
 In '92 I was on the L, '93's time to get off the L
 And watch my pockets swell like hell
 Can't ya tell how Pep be livin'?
 Livin' every day livin' like it's Thanksgivin'
 Cuz I got the gift to get swift on the mic
 Al'ight, psyche, cuz I'm the type to get it hype
 Get it up, get it on, that's word as bond...to the break of dawn

 CHORUS (repeat
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: London Records USA

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1993

Taal: Engels

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