You Showed Me Salt-N-Pepa

You showed me what to do exactly what to do When I was in love with you You showed me many of things plenty of hard times Then I got up on it but the hard way Out there to tax you chose me to slay I saw

Knock Knock Salt-N-Pepa

want mad shit, it's sh sh shoopin' like, hmmm, with him now No doubt, yeah, cuz I love the way he work it out And he showed me things you don't even know about Always and forever, I remember when you

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

Salt Salt Salt and Pepa's here Salt Salt Salt Salt Salt Salt and Pepa's here Salt and Salt and Salt and Pepa's here Salt Salt Salt Salt and Pepa's here Now wait a minute y'all This dance ain't for everybody

Start Me Up Salt-N-Pepa

you Standin' by my side, baby, baby, you just got to CHORUS Start me up, you got to start me up Start me up, you got to start me up Start me up, you got to start me up Start me up, you got to

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

Cuz I need a man S'alright, yeah, oh Hold up, wait, let me get this straight You want your cake and eat it Brother, you can beat it, uh Unless you're willing to drown me in passion Romance the cat, better

Do You Want Me Salt-N-Pepa

Let me know 'Cause if you really like me, I suggest you tell me so Got no time for silly games, that ain't even why I came 'Cause I may be the kind of guy you like Please understand the way I feel I must

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

Gitty Up Salt-N-Pepa

You can buy that Full of bass and hi hat You can buy that Full of bass and hi hat I'm ah make you bounce till your hip hurts Make you work Sweat till you drench your blouse, and your skirt And I'm a freak

I Don't Know Salt-N-Pepa

Look, let me kick it to you like this It's not that I don't miss your kiss Well what is it? I'm scared of gettin' hurt, what? Much afraid Of who? Me?

Tramp Salt-N-Pepa

the original version What'd ya call me? [Yo yo D yo check out them girls over there man ?? ready you down? Let's roll on 'em You wid it?

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

know what Yeah, scream out Come lay down Salt and Pepa is a team Mad Lion representin' VP, you know how we do You 'bout to say to yourself, what what Say one, then some The paper, can't understand, uh

None Of Your Business Salt-N-Pepa

type of the ho I treat a man like he treats me The difference between a hooker and a ho ain't nothin' but a fee So hold your tongue tightly, wish you could be like me You're poppin' all that mess

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

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?

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

so hard, oh my God Was it closin' in on me I can't breathe, I can't breathe I can't breathe, I can't breathe, oh Now tell me Do you feel the rain Uh huh too much pain Bloodstains in the brain, only the

Silly Of You Salt-N-Pepa

Well that's illy of you Just plain silly of you We be the queens from Queens, the original tag team We've been to all the places, that you only seen in your dreams I earned the dough, the record label

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'

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

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

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

and you stressed Your life is in a mess, this is just a test God is with you, so people be strong You can take the whole world on Now keep it moving I ain't trippin' over nothin' That's right, I count

Say Ooh Salt-N-Pepa

Say, say Ooh Say, ooh Say, say Ooh Say, ooh Yeah, what's up baby Oh, I'm chillin' You know, you got me thinkin' about you right Right Word up, I wanna see you, what's up I'm ok, I'm chillin' What we gon

The Clock Is Tickin' Salt-N-Pepa

I don't know why I put up with you Why you talk to me like that Get out of here Get out of my face He puts you down, he calls you dumb, he calls you fat You don't have to go out like that It's disrespect

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

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

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

N Pepa coming through your speaker Hot blazing, so amazing, 150 proof raisin' the roof Who got the juice now Yeah, poppa, I'm gonna break you off something proper Show stopper like Frankie Crocker Female

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?

Negro Wit' An Ego Salt-N-Pepa

And do you wanna know why?

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!]

Heaven Or Hell Salt-N-Pepa

play, women produce Kids killing kids just for the juice Now Africa is looking for the truth But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth In this edition of the story, no need to bore me

Live And Let Die Salt-N-Pepa

Gimme a mic and a beat so I can speak words of wisdom I may be young, feed some, fall down and filled up, I'm gonna build up Knowledge is food for thought so let's eat up Whatever goes up, comes down, you

Whatta Man Salt-N-Pepa

I finally found somebody that can make me laugh (Ha ha ha) You so crazy I think I wanna have your baby [Chorus] My man is smooth like Barry, and his voice got bass A body like Arnold with a

Swift Salt-N-Pepa

shook up, you gotta make up It's time to break up the party, now you're shook up Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift, livin' up to par And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra strap Hurby's on the

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

I Like To Party Salt-N-Pepa

Let's kick it like this, oh yeah We gotta kick it like this, oh yeah We need to kick it like this, oh yeah We gonna kick it like this, oh yeah And let me tell ya, girl, I'm a party animal, see?

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

I finally found someone that can make me laugh You so crazy, I think I want to have your baby 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

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

I finally found someone that can make me laugh You so crazy, I think I want to have your baby 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

Start The Party Salt-N-Pepa

Salt and Pepa!"

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

How in the hell do you let yourself go and get played again?

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

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

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

La Pepa Maria Isabel

Estaba en una jaulita en una guarderia Es de raza peligrosa pero poca cosa Es una perrita guapa blanca negra y rosa Parecia no haber roto en su vida un plato Le faltaba el uniforme de escuela de pago Me

La Tostaita De Maria Ricardo Montaner

Mi tía, Rosa la Pepa, que se ha quedado soltera, me dice que no demore, y que le dé lo que espera. Dice mi abuelita Pepa, que tiene vasta experiencia.

salt YOUNG IN (영인)

all my heart into you Even if this is not true Oh Do you want to be with me, or am I just a nuisance?

Salt Richard Walters

Now we must keep on going Road gets thin we keep moving I smell salt I see fire We're almost there Standing with you on the beach I see the miles of endless sea And you and me on the edge of it all Moon

Salt Madrugada

No life, no life without a fall Now the wind has swept us all Down to this mission wall And the love, the love we pray to keep Has buried us so deep And me singing this same sad song How I fell into her

Salt Little Comets

Pick up on my nuanced groans Rip apart my soiled interior walls Given I'm a sack of bones Maybe you should have excoriated home The system that I need to cope Shatters me with every idiom Suffering a cut