Salt N Pepa lyrics
Salt N Pepa lyrics
"Somma Time Man Lyrics"
Somebody's knockin' at my door [Yo yo!] [Who is it?]
Somebody's ringin' my bell [Open the door!] [I'm comin']
Somebody's knockin' at my door [Let me in please] [Damn!]
Somebody's ringin' my bell [Come on baby]
It's your man driving to my house every day
Trying to get a play but I say no way
Keep him on a leash cuz he's a D O G
Hot diggity dog comin' for my coochie
Boom bam-boom, knock-knock-knock
Waking up my Moms, waking up my Pops, somebody call the cops
And get this fool off my stoop, see
Can you believe that your man is a groupie?
Not-not dedicated, ought to get him spaded
Cut the nuts and get his shots upgraded
So what ya feed him at home? It must be bones
Give him some meat so he can leave me alone
Teats and Thurston Howell, and yelling Wordsworth My mother smoked crack I had a premature birth I'm just a nerve purse with badly disturbed nerves You wanna be the one to step up and get served first 99% of aliens prefer Earth Come here to rule the planet, storm on your turf I hid a secret message inside of a word search With smeared letters, runnin together and blurs spurts Hang with male shovenest pigs and perverts I point water pis
Like Eddie Murphy said, "Yes, your man, too"
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He's a somma time man, some of hers, some of mine
He's a somma time man, get ya some of the time
He's a somma time man, some of yours, some of mine
He's a somma time man all year 'round
(repeat)
Now here's a description of the (nigga) that I'm dissin'
If your man fits this category then dismiss him
You gotta dig him, get rid of him, have no pity for him
Send him on his way, yeah, girl, and forget about him
He's got a problem, and it's similar to drugs
Not weed, cocaine, crack or dud, it's an erection, huh
He's a mission, a sexual transition
Addiction, affliction, so girls, sign the petition
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The Changingman Lyrics
Is happiness real? Or am I so jaded I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- As I light a bitter fuse Time is on loan - only ours to borrow What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow And the more I see - the more I know The more
's a man that likes easy pickin' Is happiness real? Or am I so jaded I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang- As I light a bitter fuse Time is on loan - only ours to borrow What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow And the more I see - the more I know The more
Thinking that every girl is like easy stickin'
You gotta realize that girls are not store-bought
Like Newports, a pack of cigarettes smoked to the butt
So now I know that what I know I know is now true
You're being true to lovin' a brother that's not with you
You wanna bootie smack from the back
But if you come like that you might catch a Diggum smack
He's a somma time man
[Yo, this is dedicated to all you somma time fools
And you know who you are
Sometimes you will, sometimes you won't
Now you see 'em, yo, now you don't
1993, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's time to be true to the paid
Cuz this AIDS thing's goin' crazy
So don't you ain't throw it out there, bab
Menticide Lyrics
See the pictures on the wall a room so cold feeling so small My brain is melting I can't get close living my live out of control Menticide menticide
y] See the pictures on the wall a room so cold feeling so small My brain is melting I can't get close living my live out of control Menticide menticide
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He's a somma time man, a summer somma time
Especially when it's hot sex is always on his mind
Lookin', dippin' and dog your short skirts, no stockings
No matter who it is, long as he's boot-knockin'
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La-di-da-di all the way to ?
Runnin' through girls like it's musical punanee
So come one, come all, he try to right you all
With that greater than Tibet-time free-fall
Talking that same old same lame ???
Diggity-yack cat brother talking that bullcrap
But everytime he parts his lips
It's funny because I always seems to smell his (shit)
From June, July, August, September
All year-round so girls, just remember
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