We're on a all of the opposition MC's, it's my butt kissin' I desire
Yo, a minute, chill, I want ya all to hear Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a try to imitate but none has come near So you see, why everybody up and cheer And if you really think about it, you what it means
To be a female rapper the heart of Queens And see others about being supreme But on the scene, we start killing Kings People claim we're too to tame On stage we like sizzlin' 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 better Tell 'em why, pepa, tell 'em why, I desire
DJ's and go just like the wind But mine is than all of them sharper than a razor when it comes to a cut More lethal than a laser if you play rough Not the of a show, subject to cut [unverified]
tell you spinderella's dope Call her spin for short but she don't take Wanna you're a fool [unverified] Choppin' beats for these until the turntables Scratches so damn hard, you'd the mixer had fleas
She's the mutilator, music Spinderella rocks the with a chainsaw still amazed by the way she plays Not a fad but a phase of the hip-hop craze which I
from the pepa and my name is Cher From Queens, New not Delaware I like my steak well done, I hate it rare And I'm and huggable like Yogi the bear from the salt, so do not rip 'Cuz if you do I'll shift first to fifth
Lights out, heard, I thought you were dead Short, fading went I went upside your So get back to the 'cuz the beat is bad The pro and the bass gets much impact The beats rock and because the beat kicks bass We're bounce this beat all over the place 'cuz I desire
While you're on the set let the roll Salt and pepa are the stars, the the video Your room is boomin' when we're on your So hold on tight, don't let go We're the teachers, the students, class is in session
Pay boys and girls, and learn your lesson running things, yes, we're taking over You be the grass, be the lawnmower Never or takin', not givin' no slack 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 you 'cuz you're dippy, your mind's in a daze Like every duck you're confused in so many
Giving nothing, taking all big or small We got a [unverified] and it's dope, def y'all day of the week you're at my beck and call You wanna try me You don't have the gall 'cuz I desire