We're on a all of the opposition MC's, it's my butt kissin' Because I
Yo, wait a minute, chill, I ya all to hear Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a Others try to imitate but none has come So you see, why everybody up and cheer And if you really think it, you know what it means
To be a female rapper from the heart of And see dream about being supreme But once on the scene, we start Kings People claim too wild to tame On stage we behave like flame
And oh, so cool when we rap you a sweater The rhymes so tough, you swear made of leather Get the best of your bunch, and I bet that we're Tell 'em why, pepa, tell 'em why, 'cuz I
DJ's come and go like the wind But mine is than all of them She's than a razor when it comes to a cut More lethal than a laser if you wanna rough Not the object of a show, subject to cut
[Unverified] you spinderella's dope Call her spin for short but she don't [unverified] Wanna duel? a fool [unverified] Choppin' for these until the turntables bleed Scratches so damn hard, swear the mixer had fleas
She's the mutilator, music rocks the records with a chainsaw You're still amazed by the way she Not a fad but a phase of the hip-hop craze which I
Salt the pepa and my name is Cher Queens, New York not Delaware I my steak well done, 'cuz I hate it rare And I'm lovable and huggable like Yogi the Pepa the salt, so do not rip 'Cuz if you do I'll from first to fifth
Lights out, it's heard, I thought you were Short, went I went upside your head So get back to the 'cuz the beat is bad The beat pro and the gets much impact The beats rock and because the beat kicks bass We're gonna bounce beat all over the place 'cuz I desire
While you're on the set let the cameras Salt and pepa are the stars, the world's the Your is boomin' when we're on your stereo So on tight, don't dare let go the teachers, you're the students, class is in session
Pay attention boys and girls, and learn lesson We're running things, yes, taking over You be the grass, we'll be the Never fakin' or takin', not givin' no Not trying, succeeding 'cuz it's like
Hot damn, how could you be so dog dumb? Trying to dis salt and pepa when we're one? But we excuse you 'cuz dippy, your mind's in a daze every duck you're confused in so many ways
Giving nothing, taking all big or small We got a [unverified] beat and dope, def y'all Every day of the week at my beck and call You wanna try me out? You don't have the gall I desire