What's the matter with your life?
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Why you gotta mess with mine?
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Don't keep sweatin' what I do
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Cuz I'm gonna be just fine - check it out
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If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight
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It's none of your business
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And she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend
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It's none of your business
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Now you shouldn't even get into who I'm givin' skins to
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It's none of your business
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So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time
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It's none of your business
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Now who do you think you are
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Puttin' your cheap two cents in?
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Don't you got nothin' to do
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Than worry 'bout my friends? Check it...
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I can't do nothin', girl, without somebody buggin'
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I used to think that it was me, but now I see it wasn't
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They told me to change, they called me names, and so I popped one
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Opinion's are like assholes and everybody's got one
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I never put my nose where I'm not supposed to
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Believe me, if he's something that I want, I'm steppin' closer
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I'm not one for playing high-pole
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Like the house of ditty 90210 type of the ho
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I treat a man like he treats me
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The difference between a hooker and a ho ain't nothin' but a fee
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So hold your tongue tightly, wish you could be like me
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You're poppin' all that mess only to stress and to spite me
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Now you can get with that or you can get with this
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But I don't give a shit cuz really it's none of your business
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(1993, S and P, packin' and mackin'
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Bamboozlin' and smackin' suckers with this track
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Throw the beat back in!)
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How many rules am I to break before you understand
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That your double-standards don't mean shit to me?
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I know exactly what you say when I turn and walk away
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But that's ok cuz I don't let it get it to me
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Now every move I make somebody's clockin'
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Don't ask me nothin', will you just leave me alone?
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Never mind who's the guy that I took home...to bone
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Ok, Miss Thing never givin' up skins
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If you don't like him or his friends what about that Benz?
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Your Pep-Pep's got an ill rep
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With all that macaroni trap for rap you better step
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Or better yet get your head checked
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Cuz I refuse to be played like a penny cent trick deck of cards
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No, I ain't hard like the bitches on a boulivard
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My face ain't scarred, and I don't dance in bars
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You can call me a tramp if you want to
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But I remember the punk who just humped and dumped you
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Or you can front if you have to
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But everybody gets horny just like you
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So, yo, so, yo, ho - check it, double deck it on a record butt-naked
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Pep's ass gets respect, and this butt is none of your business
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So the moral of this story is: Who are you to judge?
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There's only one true judge, and that's God
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So chill, and let my Father do His job
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Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again
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Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again
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Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again
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Cuz Salt and Pepa's got it swingin' again...
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None Of Your Business
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| Salt 'N' Pepa |
