The duo is back, competition out the new style Then get the out Put on your battlin' gear but don't come are not needed, this time it's rap for rap
I'm makin' the move and soon you'll have to make back In fact, the further the rhyme is dancin', will get a lip smack So break up because it's time you shook up, you gotta up time to break up the party, now you're shook up
Salt and Pepa's swift, livin' up to par And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to the bra strap Hurby's on the beats, Steevee-O has the notes Spinderella's like a spinnin' music so dope Makin' a lot of noise for all the shootin' the gift Hold on tight tonight Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift
You might thought about goin' against the spices and Pepa's a mixture like Chinese rices Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, don't try to rip Because melt ya like Nacho cheese
You want flavor, well, something to savor Why you wave a microphone in front of my face And a do small favor, gimme a beat so I can a rhyme For all the nerds, let all the words feed your
Statin' the things and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for Bodily functions 'em dance And Pep, is the Christmas season This is season and I'm gettin' high You're luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die
The queens are back on the scene I assume you still suck a vacuum machine Cornball sucker, me a break I'm-a drop you the sky like snow, you a cornflake
to break any sucker or half-stepper Who wants to get assaulted with a deadly Go down, low-down, this ain't no The competition, I'm sure they'll blow if you seem to stand stiff The breeze of the rhyme you move and we get swift
and flukes, it seems you lost and time to put up dukes 'Cuz you just it, the furious females to fly to with (Fuck) Stay stiff suckers, soon be stuck with a rep, torn to shreds A musical score leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on forehead
Don't up now, it's time to put out lights I won't ease up, pal 'cuz go outta sight queen, mess around and you'll get creamed The of every male's fantasy or wetdream
The princess in a lyrical safari Battlin' me is like a racing a Ferrari If you were the king, what laws would you have me None, my son I'm quicker than a [unverified]
Quick to split the chick to get slick nothing but a prostitute turning a new trick Little Miss Wench, my mind is a Makes you drop, you stop in your tracks and as I clench My fist, I words you use to rip The next time you flex, I'm to get swift
Hip-hopper's, rap and rhyme fanatics Can you believe a sucker trying to cause static? Break out the health supplies and aid your mind for a super, alphabetical raid
Rhythmic without corrosion Rhymes, in effect, that protect a Trojan disease, sorta like a wack MC Rhymes more powerful than a at Jack Dempsy
I fear no one, plus I tell no I will stand up to any or female who persist to resist end up a prisoner Hissed in a or a faze
Because he is in a of shock, too hard for one to take So in a multitude of crowds I run to Beats for but don't get played I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, afraid Scared of the fact we back to uplift The name, we designed the game and we get