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Salt N Pepa - Emphatically No Şarkı Sözleri

Salt N Pepa | Şarkı Sözleri

    well i ain´t sweet sweet oochie coochie moody
    brown-skinned cutie with a big bootie
    and two big tootie-toots up front, check it
    your butt-naked premonitions have been dissed
    mr. me-being-a-ho has just drifted into the abyss
    so we won´t twist up like pretzels
    and set your sights on a bona-fide ho requisites
    if any of these sentences have you confused
    i´ll make it simple just for you, check it

    chorus
    no, you can´t get my number
    no, i´m not going home with you after the jam
    check it out - emphatically no

    [next verse, time to make your head burst]

    baby, i just met you
    how could you expect me to respect you
    and lay next to you in the bedroom?
    and let you boom-boom pow-pow with my face down
    just because you think i´m cute?
    i got suped boots and all of your pursuits
    have led to the bed so we can go dilla
    so we can go loup-de-lay
    i´m not your baby, i don´t wanh-wanh
    you pitiful excuse for a house-trained pet
    you´re just stress and aggravation
    just because you said come over
    don´t mean i wanna smell your stinkin´ breath
    so...

    chorus

    listen, mister, you may possess to be in
    yes, we could be friends or perhaps we could go out on a date
    then again...no
    cuz you get no wins for salt-n-pepa
    we´re more than just a pair of flavored skin (??)
    ??? grand finale
    we´re on our way to cali first-class
    so miss, i truely wish you would dash
    and stop rubbin´ up on my buttcheeks
    see...

    chorus

    hell no, now bust it
    yes, i´d like a drink, but i don´t think
    that you can get me drunk enough to lay with your skunk
    on your patch armpits, make me wanna hot spit
    hot spa-doohy, groovy guy you´re not
    glances at my chest
    freshie, you´re lusting for my flesh
    slow like a mole that can´t find his hole
    float cousin, the hornets keep buzzin´ as i say...

    chorus

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