I'd like you to meet my mic, last is Phone This is my house make at home, now See those chairs? just ignore them Believe me, they'll be no for them
I got a rhyme, and I'd like to it You came in here so you avoid it This beat is hard, it's as as a diamond And it keeps kickin' as as we're rhymin' to it
And it's addictive smoking Word to the parents, see, I'm not You'll be a fiend only this type is Couldn't the habit if you tried your darnedest
So don't fight it, fear it Just take your hands off yours and it I you more than you ever expected And when I did that you gave me With your support we're new heights Salt-N-Pepa's hyped on the mic
My are massive, my sound is passive If I was you, I'd time to ask if Others you've heard really deserve to be as the best Great or suburb, to be or not to be, that's a good
How good they to be, well, I give less than a damn 'Cuz the present that counts if you rock the mic I you dis-mount I please, but it's not like I'm pleadin'
So don't get supe, peasant, speedin' 'Cuz I'm about to rain, and when I rain I don't It's gettin' hot in here, gonna sizzle See, I that you have been itchin'
But if it's too hot, get out of the 'Cuz frauds and fakes are the I don't like And are the ones that get me hyped on the mic
I'm gonna you for keeps, got a system in my teeth Outside on the street people heard all of the I rapped or maxed on so throw the wax on Pepa is strong, make a hit rap song
First class status, I'm a blessed God rocked the full-size for my Yes, solo this woman, rise all me Would be inevitable until morning
Don't try to leave 'cuz I will Oh yes, I have an Uzi I've been dyin' to Livin' than life but to be precise I'm Pepa, much deffer I'm crazy hyped on the mic
We're break it down to you how it should be broke written not bitten how it should be wrote People not standin', so what you hope A show funky not junky, you say are dope
[Incomprehensible] hed be madly Spinderella had to him, "Boy, you ain't my type" Get away from her, I tell you before she gets She's got a cut, for your but and it goes like
wheelin' doin' wheelies, thoughts you were a big wheel Started like a dealer, but you just couldn't deal As you flip like a freak the whole world just rock like a rocker so you just got rocked
I'm the deafest gettin' and ought to be kept a breath between rhymes we're best, tell 'em Pep Or let's kick it a kicker, the rhymes I kick a sticker gets stuck to your butt I'll stick When the hype is gettin' hyper, the hip-hop's hype Salt-N-Pepa, that's right, you know we're on the mic