Hot Cool&Vicious

Salt N Pepa Hot Cool&Vicious歌詞
1.Beauty And The Beat

Oooh, baby, i like the sound when

The switch is on, and you start poundin'

Out my radio and pretty soon

Salt and pepa will boom into the room

Clap your hands now people, clap hard

Clap your hands now people, clap your hands

Clap your hands now people, stomp your feet

Clap your hands now people, clap with me

Listen hard and tell me what you hear

Is it noise or is it def beats in your ear?

You said you want one, and now you got some

Vicious snare, high hats, and a bass drum

First the mix empress to impress you

Cutting right on time and i'll bet you

Didn't know it (did you?), you can't believe it (could you?)

Word to life, i swear, we wouldn't kid you

And she can cut it up like a wild animal

Slicing and dicing away as a cannibal does

Cuz only a beauty can make you people clap with me

Who is the best?

We are the best!

Who's one of the best?

You're one of the best!

Why am i so def? why don't i have flaws?

Why do i cut for salt and pepa? because

When my turntable talks your body will listen

To a message ??? tested and kickin'

Out of my speakers and into your sneakers

Providing conversation for the woofers and tweeters

When i play the technics obey

Cuz i'm a fader translator, a mixboard slave

And i'm-a do like this on 'em...this on 'em

When i'm on the floor, beat is like romance

The rhythm makes love to me as i dance

And from what i see it's about to be

A relationship between beauty and the beat

Word up y'all, it's a royal ball

Turn hip-hop clubs into concert halls

Inside is live, if i use up highs

Twelve hundred ????

Power in high drive, the woofers don't lie

Opposites attract so the birthrate's high

Your chest and ribcage the bass is poking at

(lower the what?) stop joking...

We can't do that it possess power

You ask how-a people get louder

[uh, step aside, sir....

Sir, will you please step aside for the....]

Salt and pepa mc's represent beauty

We want y'all to see why we're the only

Nominee nominated representing our race

This jam is dedicated to all the pretty faces

And we're gonna rock like you like

Spinderella on the mix, salt and pepa on the mike

And we can satisfy your desire

We can make your body perspire

Make the men all want to get with it

Then take 'em down to the ultimate

Sounds and i say: spinderella's not a fella

But a girl dj!


2.Chick On The Side(Remix)

Don't touch me! get away from me!

Homeboy, you better stop it, keep up you're gonna get it

Your mouth is gettin' sassy, don't make me have to hit it

Cuz when i heard about you my teeth just gritted

You told me that you didn't, but i knew you were with it

Chorus

Bet you got a chick on the side

Sure you got a chick

I know you got a chick on the side

(love bandit, love bandit)

(repeat)

Don't worry, boy, cuz i won't complain, no need to explain

I seen everything through the window pane

You and your other lover, that's really insane

And another thing: please take off my gold ring

I got another finger i can put it on

You blew the deal so now i'm all gone

I was prepared for just in case you messed around

On the side you could be replaced

But you could have found a better way of lettin' me down

Instead of running around with every girl in town

I heard you on the phone the other day

Don't you say it's an old friend all the way from l.a.

I finally caught onto your little game

Your lying and denying is a cryin' shame

You took me for granted, this is the end, dammit

You're playing the field like you're some (love bandit)

Chorus

Oooo my, oooo my so-called fiancee listen to what i say

Whatever game you play i play the same way

So if you wanna go mess around and cheat

And you wanna romance between another girl's sheets

Go ahead sweetheart, i expected that

Cuz you're nothing but a cheap, little, stuck-up brat

Wherever you're at you want this and that

You dirty rat, i'm not a welcome mat

I got another lover, and i know he cares

So smile child, but keep your crocodile tears

Go ahead, go, go boy! i'm going steady

In loving arms this teddy is ready

He fixed the table for his and hers

And while the dinner simmers he served the hors'doevres

Then munch-out time, hit the wine, get mellow

Cleared off the table and his hello-jello

I can't express the feeling that i get

So i just lay back and light up a cigarette

And try to be cool, collected, and calm

He tells me my fortune and reads my palm

With a suave taste i cannot embrace

In a feeling of desire by the fireplace

Love bandit, i'm makin' it clear

See ya later, gator, i'm gettin' outta here, yeah

Chorus

You're at the window starin' at the sky

Birds fly by, you start to wonder why

You're not by my side sharing the dream

That one day you'll be my king, and i'll be your queen

I call you every day, ask to get into your home

I tell you i'm alone, but you hang up the phone

You're like a hot flame getting ready to burn

You say you're concerned, baby, you don't earn


3.I'll Take Your Man

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 man


4.It's All Right

Hey-a, forward the music selector

We get tougher, aye (????)

Salt and pepa draw the people into hysterics

With the serious lyrics, right?

It's all right

We gonna take it to the top

We're gonna make your body rock

And we got, we got, we got, gotta make it hot

So come, get on, hop on the dance floor

If you want to declare war - it's all right

It's all right

Now it's ruckus time in the place tonight

Salt and pepa has just comandeered the mic

Hurby the producer ain't no joke

He always makes sure the beats are dope

When i explore i take you down to the core

Wanted by the fbi as a wicked outlaw

For torturing and murdering mcs

Who try to recreate def rhymes like these

On stage i'm a terror, mascarra don't smear-a (?)

Stockings don't run, and men don't dare-a

Speak out and disrespect salt and pepa

We smash mcs with one big stepper

Here to rule, mcs i school

The mic's my tool, i'm no one's fool

That's right, i said it, the girl's got brains

And my full name is cheryl james - all right

It's all right

It came straight from the mouth rhymes i disperse

I save sucker duck rappers to quench my thirst

I sucker all suckers by selling a dream

When i serve and strengthen any rap team

We'll ignite and your crew just melt like wax

So tell your family and your friends

That we're here to attack

We prepare to win a battle at any cost

Just remember duck rapper, it's not my loss - it's all right

It's all right

And when i rhyme a funky rhyme

Till my throat is sore

When i rhyme till you just can't take no more

You disagree? kill the noise

Cuz you know i can

Just place the microphone inside my hand

And watch me rhyme-a funky lyrics

You gotta admit, you disagree?

Ask your man - even he's on it

Cuz when i wanna show damage, i'll explode

At a wink of an eye rhymes i'll reload - it's all right

It's all right

Now when we came, we saw, we conquered

Because you tried to be bold, you tried to be bad

You tried to get ill, you tried to fake mad

Whip out my microphone and turtle wax that ass

So don't mess around, don't make me laugh

You gotta be jokin', you will get broken

I'll burn you and leave your ashes smokin'

Then i'll put you in my hand, blow you into the wind

So you better notify your next of kin - all right

It's all right

Rip it again, right

It's all right

Rewind selector right


5.I Desire

We're on a mission

Dissin' all of the opposition

Mcs, it's my butt you're kissin'

Because i desire

Yo, wait a minute, chill, i want ya all to hear

Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a career

Others try to imitate but none has come near

So you see why everybody stands up and cheer

And if you really think about it you know what it means

To be a female rapper from the heart of queens

And see others dream about being supreme

But once on the scene we start killing kings

People claim we're too wild to tame

On stage we behave like sizzlin' flame

And oh, so cool when we rap you need a sweater

The rhymes so tough you swear they're made of leather

Get the best of your bunch, and i bet that we're better

Tell 'em why, pepa, tell 'em why - cuz i desire

Djs come and go just like the wind

But mine is better than all of them

She's sharper than a razor when it comes to a cut

More lethal than a laser if you wanna play rough

Not the object of a show, subject to cut ????

????? tell you spinderella's dope

Call her spin for short but she don't take ????

Wanna duel? you're a fool ????

Choppin' beats for these until the turntables bleed

Scratches so damn hard you'd swear the mixer had fleas

She's the mutilator, music carnivore

Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw

You're still amazed by the way she plays

Not a fad but a phase of the hip-hop craze which i desire

Salt from the pepa and my name is cher

From queens, new york not delaware

I like my steak well-done cuz i hate it rare

And i'm lovable and huggable like yogi the bear

Pepa from the salt so do not rip

Cuz if you do i'll shift from first to fifth

Lights out, it's heard, i thought you were dead

Short, fading went i went upside your head

So get back to the beat cuz the beat is bad

The beat pro and the bass gets much impact

The beats rock and just because the beat kicks bass

We're gonna bounce this beat all over the place cuz i desire

While you're on the set let the cameras roll

Salt and pepa are the stars, the world's the video

Your room is boomin' when we're on your stereo

So hold on tight, don't dare let go

We're the teachers, you're the students - class is in session

Pay attention boys and girls, and learn your lesson

We're running things, yes, we're taking over

You be the grass, we'll be the lawnmower

Never fakin' or takin', not givin' no slack

Not trying, succeeding cuz it's like that

Hot damn, how could you be so doggone dumb?

Trying to dis salt and pepa when we're number one?

But we excuse you cuz you're dippy, your mind's in a daze

Like every duck you're confused in so many ways

Giving nothing, taking all whether big or small

We got a ???? beat and it's dope, def y'all

Every day of the week you're at my beck and call

You wanna try me out? you don't have the gall cuz i desire


6.My Mic Sounds Nice

Are you ready?

Yo, hurb, take it from the top

One, two...

My mic sound nice, check one

My mic sound nice, check two

My mic sound nice, check three

Are you ready to rock-rock y'all

To the beat y'all?

A-keep on and you don't stop

Rockin' on, keep rockin' on

I'm the queen on the mic, and it's true when i say

That the pepa mc is here to stay

And you know if i was a book i would sell

Cuz every curve on my body got a story to tell

Yeah, word 'em up, w-word 'em up

Cuz i'm so fly, nobody can deny

The girl hasn't been born that can deal with i

Me, sandy d., undoubtably def

Don't need to be dressed, i'm fresh to the flesh

Yes, so tough you know it is a must

Now salt, get on the mic, and tell 'em why you go crush

Cuz i'm oh-aye, i'm on, i'm on

I'm oh-aye, i'm so damn on

Like a grasshopper hoppin' on the morning lawn

Like a needle on a record when it plays a song

Like little boy blue blowin' on his horn

And you know i got to be on

Mcs rockin' and shockin', but it won't last

Salt's on the mic, and i'm kickin'

Ask me no questions, i'll tell no lies

It's just a little warning, a word to the wise

You been hopin' and scopin', layin' and prayin'

But on the bottom is where you're staying

You're wack, i thought you understood

You're not related to me so you could never be good

I know you come from babylon (and you know why?)

Cuz you're a babble-on mc (that's right)

You babble on the microphone about what you wish

But could never be

So please don't tell me how you're gonna rock

Don't brag about the things that you ain't got

Don't feed me lies cuz now i'm full

My cow just died, i don't need your bull

Yo, yo, turn my mic up a little bit

One, two, one, two - all right, thanks

My mic sound nice, check one

My mic sound nice, check two

My mic sound nice, check three

Right about now as you can see in the place to be

We're not talking about geometry, history or biology

So sandy d., explain this to me...

Why do they call you the pepa mc?

You mean you don't know? that's a shame

Ok salt, let me explain

I'm hot like a fire, burned down, diminished

Oh, now i see! chill, let me finish

I wanna make one and all understand

I don't play, i slay when the mic's in my hand

The room temperature reaches a hundred and four

You can scramble eggs on the floor

The pressure soars, the crowd, they roar

Sweat will drip down to your drawers

The pepa mc is like hot ice

And i paid the price to make the mic sound nice

Forget about the rest, yes, i don't jest

You're blessed with one of america's best

So i think y'all better count your blessings

When salt's in the house, hell's in session

It's a fact that i will wax

Mcs out there are gonna get taxed

Rockin' to my funky beat

I'm a trip so i know you're gonna fall for me

Cuz this is the year all men fear

Female mcs is movin' up here

Salt and pepa is strictly biz

You know the color of this, you know what time it is

'super' is the strength of the boomin' bass

'nature' describes our pretty face

Turning out without a doubt

Make no mistake, queens is in the house

Yeah, check it out, ch-check it out


7.Push It

Ah, push it

Ah, push it

Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby

Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby

Get up on this!

Ow! baby!

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!]

Salt and pepa's here, and we're in effect

Want you to push it, babe

Coolin' by day then at night working up a sweat

C'mon girls, let's go show the guys that we know

How to become number one in a hot party show

Now push it

Ah, push it - push it good

Ah, push it - push it real good

Ah, push it - push it good

Ah, push it - p-push it real good

Hey! ow!

Push it good!

Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby

Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby

Push it good

Push it real good

Ah, push it

Ah, push it

Yo, yo, yo, yo, baby-pop

Yeah, you come here, gimme a kiss

Better make it fast or else i'm gonna get pissed

Can't you hear the music's pumpin' hard like i wish you would?

Now push it

Push it good

Push it real good

Push it good

P-push it real good

Ah, push it

Get up on this!

Boy, you really got me going

You got me so i don't know what i'm doing

Ah, push it


8.The Showstopper

[once again my friends and countrymen

Lend us your ears and eyes

The showstopper is stupid fresh

When will you be satisfied?]

Yo, bust it sandy d.

Yo, what's up?

Have you ever been to jams when people just stand

And they pay to come in, and they don't even dance?

They're so uncouth they think they're cute

Am i lying? no, it's the truth

Right now i'm gonna show you how it's supposed to be

Cuz we, the salt and pepa mcs

Will chance the circumstance rocks your pants

My fans, this is called the jam

Sandy...what?...sandy...what?

Sandy, we'll be breaking hearts, ya know

That's true, it's all about money though

But douglas and richie won't like it (so?)

Come on then, let's stop the show

Yo, this beat is stupid fresh

Huh, yeah, you know it, cold dissed doug fresh

Top choice, of course, the rest is soft

Set it off, do it set it off, do it

Set it off, do it set it off, do it

Listen now, i ain't down to rap

Are you serious? just like a heart attack

Come on now, cher! i don't want to

Get on now, cher! do i have to? yeah!

Well i really don't have too much to say

Yo, then here's my story anyway

It's just a little somethin' too hot to be missed, girl

I was going downtown (???), serious

Cher took the train home from work

Pissed off because of a stain on my shirt

The train made a stop (where?) two hundred and five

And a little soft guy walked inside

He wore plastic bally's and a booty gucci suit

Cracked a little smile and showed a fake gold tooth

Was he cute? negative, he was a dupe

Instead of polo he wore ????

La-di-da-di what?

La-di-da-di uh-huh, word to mother

The boy was rude, i didn't approve

He tried to make a move i said, 'stop it, dude!'

I started to cuss and began to swear

He said, 'listen girl, i like the way you comb your hair

And i like the stylish clothes you wear

Is there something that i can do

To show how much i really care?

Like when i'm all alone with you

My heart just skips a beat or two

And you put that fire inside of me

That shows it's more than just a dream

And i like it, and i like it'

I said, 'please, don't get excited!'

Don't you know i'm too young for you, mister?

Sally from the valley - she's my sister

And that lady you dissed - that was my mother

You hurt two of my family, you won't get another

He tried to deny it, said it was a lie

He wanted to explain, explain to me why

I said, 'don't bother, there's really no need

Sally died when she hit the concrete'

He said, 'come on, you're puttin' me on'

As i got up to walk he sang this song:

'oh, baby please don't go

What must i do to show

The way i feel for you, girl

Is going to be real?

But in reality, i know we'll never be

Cuz you're still walking away from me'

A dis, a dis


9.Tramp

Verse 1

Homegirls, attention you must pay
So listen close to what i say
Don't take this as a simple rhyme
Cos this type of thing happens all of the time
Now, what would you do if a stranger said 'hi...'?
Would you diss him, or would you reply?
If you answer there is a chance
That you'll become a victim of circumstance
Am i right fellas? tell the truth
Or else imma have to show and prove
You are what you are, i am what i am
It just so happens that most men are tramps

Verse 2

Have you ever seen a dude who's stupid and rude
Whenever he's around he dogs your mood
I know a guy like that, girl
He thinks he's god's gift to the world
You know that kind, excited all the time
With nothin' but sex on the mind
I'm no stunt, on me you can't front
I know the real deal, i know what they want
It's me (why?) because i'm so sexy
It's me (what?) don't touch my body (boy)
Cos ya see, i ain't no skeezer
But on a real tip, i think he's a...tramp

Verse 3

On the first date he thought i was a dummy
He had the nerve to tell me he loved me
But of course i knew it was a lie, y'all
He undressed me with his eyeballs
Trying to change the whole subject
Cos everything he said pertained to sex
So i dissed him, i said you's a sucker
Get your dirty mind out the gutter
You ain't gettin' paid, you ain't knockin' boots
You ain't treatin' me like no prostitute
Then i walked away, he called me a teaser
You're on a mission, kid, yo he's a...tramp