Salt and Pepa's back, and we came to out rap you So get out my face before I smack you Ho, don't you know? Can't you understand? If you mess with me I'll take you man
Well I'll take your man right out the box And put him under my padlocks So when you see us together chillin' in the place Cold walkin' and sportin' him in your face Go ahead roll your eyes, suck your teeth Keep huffin' and puffin' like a dog in heat You can call me a crook, a robber, a thief But I'll be your butcher if you got beef You know what's up - I ain't no poo-putt Cuz Pepa kick butts off dumb, young bucks like you And the rest of your crew If moms want static I'll dis her, too So scram you know who I am Damn, chick, don't play me, punk cuz I'll take your man
I'll take your man whenever I feel like it This ain't a threat or a bet, it's a damn promise From me to you, your sex life's through If you get another lover, I'll take him, too All I have to do is say a rhyme or two And he'll hop and leave you like a kangaroo I'll make him heel for me even steal for me His mother and father he'd kill for me That's what you get for trying to play smart Now take a hike with that slayed-up heart Girl, you don't know if you're comin' or goin' Look at your face - your jealousy's growin' and showin' Don't get mad - you don't have the right I throw below solo but ladylike on the mic Psyche is where I win my battles I'll handle you like a baby with a rattle Don't make me prove to you that I can Either give him up or get slammed - I'll take your man
I'll take your man, that's right but just for spite Because you tried to dis me when I was on the mic But I really don't want him, the guy ain't fly, shoot He can't afford to buy a Fila suit Runs the same old gear, never has fresh wear What he whispered in my ear I can't repeat here I don't wanna seem to be so damn mean But you're the hippiest critter I ever seen Before I got on the stage you wished me good luck Turned around and told your friends I suck Well look at you now - you ain't got nobody Searching for love in a fifth of Bicardi You look bad, girl, you look like you're dying Ain't no use in crying - I'll take your man
Yo, Cher, school this fool! I'll take your man, your fiancee, your husband You ain't Alice, this ain't Wonderland And when I say I will you know I can Don't mess with me cuz I'll take your man
I'll take your man anytime, at the drop of a dime Cuz he's rappin' and strappin' so hard on mine Everywhere I turn, everywhere I look The brother's eyein' me down, he's staring down my throat But he's a ducker sucker, soft-hearted punk Goin' skiing for skeezers, stunts for blunt So that's why y'all have so many things in common Him for just robbin', you for lap slobbin' I never ever went out my way to get played Keeping guys like yours held down at bay You know I can, I got the upper-hand Tramp, you don't stand a chance cuz I'll take your man
Most girls have guys that's good to go But yours is slow - he's a freakin' a-hole The fact still stands, there's no change in plans "Yo, Pepa, your wish is my command!" Now you know, you know I'll take your...man
Check him out, you see what I mean? He's leading the pack as the fellas scream "Go, Sandy! Get busy! Go, Sandy! Get busy!" It's so easy to make 'em fall for me, Heather No man can resist Salt and Pepa Because we're perfect from head to toe It's not speculation - your man says so Revenge is sweet but payback's a trip Girlfriend, you won't know which is which But I'll tell you this: Don't try to answer this jam Because if you do then I'll take your... And I'll take your... And we'll take your manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
