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Salt N Pepa Miscellaneous 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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