Good Life (Feat. Deidra 'Spin' Roper) Salt-N-Pepa

Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life Can you pace platinum and gold Lexus, drop top, gold Big houses, crazy dough Mad lucci, crazy Gucci Knowin' Lawton Let's get it on I'm livin' a good life No more showin

Boy Toy (Feat. Deidra 'Spin' Roper) Salt-N-Pepa

Yeah, heh heh S N P, hmm, for you Brand New, uh, uh, uh, yeah Boy toy, I love you so Temporary lover, never let you go I spend my money on you Boy toy, I love you so Never no stress, let's keep this flow

Do Me Right (Feat. Deidra 'Spin' Roper) Salt-N-Pepa

Cuz I need a manS'alright, yeah, ohHold up, wait, let me get this straightYou want your cake and eat itBrother, you can beat it, uhUnless you're willing to drown me in passionRomance the cat, bette...

Hold On (Feat. Deidra "Spin" Roper, Sounds Of Blackness, Kirk Franklin) Salt-N-Pepa

it But opportunity knocked Ha, I had to take it Never fake it, cuz I be down with the King He's running everything So I sing, like the family When you feel the pressure Goin' on and you stressed Your life

Whatta Man (feat. En Vogue) Salt 'N' Pepa

good man What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man Yes he is What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man I want to take a minute or two, and give much respect due To the

Whatta Man (Feat. En Vogue) Salt-N-Pepa

good man What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man Yes he is What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man I want to take a minute or two, and give much respect due To the

R U Ready (Feat. Rufus Moore) Salt-N-Pepa

R U ready Pum, pump, let me see you jump Shake your rump, push it real good Break it down with the funk One love, like the LB say, right, right Music Makes Us High, but you've been given shade 'Cause I

Imagine (Feat. Sheryl Crow) Salt-N-Pepa

keep your head high To the sky Free your mind, let it be You know we got rid of this hate in me Love, love I've got so much love to give Leave me alone, live and let live Let love grow, let it flow It's good

Push It (Album Ver.) Salt-N-Pepa

Ah push it Ah push it Hit it Oooh baby baby Baby baby Oooh baby baby Baby baby Get up on this Ah push it Ah push it Ah push it ow get up on this Ah push it get up on this Ow baby Salt and Pepa's here Salt

Twist And Shout Salt-N-Pepa

Yo Salt your mic Yo Pepa your mic Yo Spin you hype We're def you're right The bass shakin' dancin' all night Booties shakin' from left to right Salt and Pepa rockin' the mic So that you might Shake it

Blacks Magic Salt-N-Pepa

Magic, I'd like to send this one out to the partner Pepa MC, magic, and her first born, whatever it may be, magic Yo Spin, once again help me get this crowd on it's feet So we can set it off, I've got

Push It Salt-N-Pepa

Salt and Pepa's here! [Now wait a minute y'all This dance ain't for everybody Only the sexy people So all you fly mothers get on out there and dance Dance I said!]

Start Me Up Salt-N-Pepa

You got to start me up Start me up Start me up Come down the S to the A L T Come down the Luv to the B U G Come down the Spin to the D A Rella Come down S T double E the E in the V Come down the

ru ready salt-n-pepa

Pum, pump, let me see you jump Shake your rump, push it real good Break it down with the funk One love, like the LP say, right, right Music makes us high, but you've been given shade 'Cause

ru ready salt-n-pepa

Pum, pump, let me see you jump Shake your rump, push it real good Break it down with the funk One love, like the LP say, right, right Music makes us high, but you've been given shade 'Cause I stay

R U Ready Salt-N-Pepa

Pum, pump, let me see you jump Shake your rump, push it real good Break it down with the funk One love, like the LP say, right, right Music makes us high, but you've been given shade 'Cause I stay paid

Whatta Man Salt-N-Pepa

Yeah, yeah (Oooo) Uh, hey hey All right, yeah Oooo [Chorus] What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man What a man, what

Friends (Feat. Queen Latifah, Mad Lion) Salt-N-Pepa

if I bought them Born for prime star They are my friend, or they are my enemy So you call them frienemy, understand me We don't have no time for playin' so you know what Yeah, scream out Come lay down Salt

I Like To Party Salt-N-Pepa

Brother, refrain You came to the right place to get your head straight The cure's for sure, the beat's the bait I won't wait for the crowd to get loud or rowdy I enjoy my life 'cause I like to party, night

Shake Your Thang Salt-N-Pepa

Yeah oh you're lookin' sweet baby Yes indeedy Funky (get down)] We was on a dancefloor shakin' our thing To a funky beat with a go go swing Everyone was watching they stared in shock Amazed at how Salt

Live And Let Die Salt-N-Pepa

I'm a sister with a grip on her life I only live once so I gotta get right The first time 'cuz there won't be a second I'm not in the mood to preach about the wrong of the world It can't be changed by

Tramp Salt-N-Pepa

[Mmmm-hmmm, babe, I ain't gonna lie - you look good I know it - I look good, too But why don't you and me and my dog Go do the do] Have you ever seen a dude who's stupid and rude?

I Don't Know Salt-N-Pepa

I really don't know All the good things that we had in our mind I really don't know First I was sad now I'm gettin' mad You gettin' mad? That's right, mad What are you gettin' mad about?

You Showed Me Salt-N-Pepa

Shoe's on the other foot, shots are mine to call Little did you know what you were showing It hurted when you flirted, but I kept going Now the student is the teacher, you can't freak her Play the game of life

Doper Than Dope Salt-N-Pepa

Ah, to the beat yall, yes, yes, yall Salt-N-Pepas here with a brand new call People are saying, "No, it just cant be them" But yes, its Salt-N-Pepa on the mic again Here to let you know how the rhymes

Let's Talk About Sex Salt-N-Pepa

We need to talk about the good and bad things we encounter I wanna talk about you and me [Let's talk about sex Oh, no, here we go again What do you mean all I wanna do is sex you? Who me?

Expression Salt-N-Pepa

You know life is all about expression You only live once, and you're not coming back So express yourself, yeah 1 - Express yourself, you gotta be you and only you, babe Express yourself, and let me be

Do You Want Me Salt-N-Pepa

out That's not what I'm all about I'd just be playing myself out If I spent the night at your house Now don't get me wrong I didn't mean to turn you on We haven't known each other long But this is my life

He's Gamin' On Ya' Salt-N-Pepa

you see As the plot thickens and your heartbeat quickens My sister, my sister, look out, here comes the big-big gabber And he's badder than the Mad Hatter Sellin' dreams, climbin' Jacob's ladder Your life

Say Ooh Salt-N-Pepa

let's get it on We can break away, to the break of dawn You're tryin' to flex, no sex, wanna chill A feeling that you're real You feeling what I feel Victoria Secret, I'm jiggy down to my skins Smellin' good

Knock Knock Salt-N-Pepa

the sex is not the best, don't expect me to take less So rest, and the next man come and bless The daisy, boy you crazy, don't play me Get over yourself baby, cuz you don't even faze me I'm known as Salt

Heaven Or Hell Salt-N-Pepa

lead) And that's a double-barrelled pump underneath the bed Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues There's good

Independent Salt-N-Pepa

When duty call, the leader Pep come hard Try to dis my girl Salt, up goes my guard Still feminine, feminine still, yes But then next pump a hundred weight bench press So what it mean, Pep?

None Of Your Business Salt-N-Pepa

What's the matter with your life? Why you gotta mess with mine? Don't keep sweatin' what I do Cuz I'm gonna be just fine - check it out!

Shoop Salt-N-Pepa

Ok then, chillin', chillin', mindin' my business (word) Yo, Salt, I looked around, and I couldn't believe this I swear, I stared, my niece my witness The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda

The Brick Track Versus Gitty Up Salt-N-Pepa

(chorus) Gitty up baby, i'm-a take you for a ride It makes your soul wild when I release vibes Freak ya down till your asthma hit ya Salt, non-stop styles, lift ya Make you wanna get your stash Blowin'

Negro Wit' An Ego Salt-N-Pepa

Go 'head tell 'em Salt All right, let me explain what upset me No we ain't tryin' to be sexy Dismiss is quick with a miss like a tongue 'Cuz I'd run if I was a chick Pick up a hit list And I'm-a kick it

Swift Salt-N-Pepa

make yours back In fact, the further the rhyme is dancin', Jack will get a lip smack So break up because it's time you shook up, you gotta make up It's time to break up the party, now you're shook up Salt

Start The Party Salt-N-Pepa

mine" Stepped out of the ride, told the bouncer, "Hold my Benzy" Heard the bass, it was the place so I slipped my man a penny When we walked in the jam fans met us at the door They yelled, "We love you Salt

Gitty Up Salt-N-Pepa

that you got, baby don't stop Keep it comin' strong, make it hot, say what Gitty up baby, I'm ah take you for a ride It makes your soul wild, when I release vibes Freak ya down, 'til your asthma hit ya Salt

Brand New Salt-N-Pepa

Uh, uh, Here we go, uh Ah yeah, DJ Flex with Salt and Pepa And we about to get brand new, ah ha Ah yeah, uh, here we go, here we go, uh Here we go, here we go We about to give you a DC party New York style

Silly Of You Salt-N-Pepa

you stressin' me Testin' me, like I'm a take a dive I keep it live, and you ain't even qualified The headliners, big timers, I've got the details Hold the press, do you detest rap's hottest females Big Pepa

The Clock Is Tickin' Salt-N-Pepa

Hurry up and change your mindDon't let love make you blindWell now don't read this signThe clock is tickin' and you're out of timeAnd you're out of timeYou are so fatI'm notAnd stupid, and babyI do...

Whatta Man (Salt-N-Pepa Featuring En Vogue) En Vogue

Yeah oh ye-ah Ooh Ohh uh, hea-hay Alright Oh hay (chorus) What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man (you gotta say it again now) What a man, what a man, what a man What a mighty good man

Hello Lamewads Roper

Feel the burn and the fury of my pen feel the fire, as I fan the flames again brace yourself for the mediocre Hail the king of the almost good enough nothing bold, nothing's flying off the cuff things

1985 Roper

On the back of the schoolbus singing, "I Love Rock and Roll" put another dime in the jukebox, Let the Good Times Roll Grab the back of a Buick Skylark just like Michael J.

You're With Stupid Roper

See the sunlight shining through he just isn't good for you.

Quicksilver Roper

are at peace We are far too easily pleased I need this burning inside me this brilliant aura, this electricity I'm being haunted by spectres of what might be of imperfections, of nearness to beauty As life

How Your Halo Fell Roper

You wake up in the morning you punch the clock before you ever rub your eyes and all the breath you're taking in is spent up on some distant longing sigh Remember when we traded in our dreams for ...

Amplify Roper

Adrenaline is flowingyour nervous fingers lightly drumming chordsclick into silver jacksyou flick the switch the tubes are hummingThe lights go down the sweat is beadingmuscles tense, your heart is...