We're on a all of the opposition MC's, it's my butt kissin' Because I
Yo, wait a minute, chill, I want ya all to Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a try to imitate but none has come near So you see, why stands up and cheer And if you really think about it, you what it means
To be a female rapper from the heart of And see dream about being supreme But once on the scene, we killing Kings People claim too wild to tame On stage we like sizzlin' flame
And oh, so when we rap you need a sweater The rhymes so tough, you they're 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 come and go just like the But mine is better all of them She's than a razor when it comes to a cut lethal than a laser if you wanna play rough Not the object of a show, subject to cut
[Unverified] tell you spinderella's Call her spin for but she don't take [unverified] duel? you're a fool [unverified] Choppin' beats for these until the turntables Scratches so damn hard, you'd swear the mixer had
She's the mutilator, music Spinderella the records with a chainsaw still amazed by the way she plays Not a fad but a phase of the hip-hop craze I desire
Salt from the and my name is Cher From Queens, New not Delaware I like my steak well done, 'cuz I hate it And I'm lovable and huggable Yogi the bear from the salt, so do not rip 'Cuz if you do I'll shift from first to
Lights out, it's heard, I thought you were Short, fading went I upside your head So get to the beat 'cuz the beat is bad The pro and the bass gets much impact The beats and just because the beat kicks bass We're gonna bounce beat all over the place 'cuz I desire
While on the set let the cameras roll Salt and pepa are the stars, the world's the Your room is boomin' when we're on your 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 your We're running things, yes, we're over You be the grass, be the lawnmower Never fakin' or takin', not no slack Not trying, 'cuz it's like that
Hot damn, how could you be so dog dumb? Trying to dis salt and when we're number one? But we excuse you you're dippy, your mind's in a daze Like every duck confused in so many ways
Giving nothing, taking all big or small We got a beat and it's dope, def y'all Every day of the week you're at my beck and You wanna try me out? You don't the gall 'cuz I desire