[Mad Lion:]
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Oh someone go on like them ya born to find if I bought them
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Born for prime star
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They are my friend, or they are my enemy
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So you call them frienemy, understand me
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We don't have no time for playin' so you know what
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Yeah, scream out
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Come lay down Salt and Pepa is a team
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Mad Lion representin' VP, you know how we do
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You 'bout to say to yourself, what what
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Say one, then some
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The paper, can't understand, uh
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One degree says, she can't understand
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Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
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The thing that everone thought
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Bought the Mr. Lover some
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[Sandra "Pepa" Denton:]
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Queen, honey bee wannabes
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They want to be in front of me
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But it ain't no run in me
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That's word to my son and me
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Now you wanna be family cuz you see the Grammies (Yeah)
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Playin' me close, ask me where's my man, how's my man
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Sandy be damned be, I keeps the cheese handy
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Got the trap for you rats come strapped with the gammy
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Jealousy be swellin' me, word
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So I had to charge 'em at will
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And leave a bill, like Bellamy
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What are you tellin' me
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Don't let me catch a felony
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People trip out, bring out the hell in me
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But I stay paid in full, faithful, and always grateful
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Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hateful
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[Mad Lion:]
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Said why you gotta be like that, uh
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We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
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I know you wanna play the games we play
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Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
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Why you gotta be like that, uh
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Only one-ninety people stepped back, uh
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[Sandra "Pepa" Denton:]
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Friends to the end for the ends did ya favors
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Damn, why you wanna stick me for my papers
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[Cheryl "Salt" James:]
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Would have gave you the world now you can't catch a crumb
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How you bum-bum-bitty come so dumb-dumb
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Remember when you was all busted, broke down, beat up
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Even kept you as a friend when you stole to stay steed-up
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Wanna be down with my business, we meet up
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Schemin' like a demon on the couch with your feet up
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Playin' like a summer may stain by far
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Got mad I had the juice so you tried to take the jar
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I feel for you, yes, I do
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No fame, no crew, now what you gon' do, Boo
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He say, she say, we say, why say
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The fly-ways my way
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The try fray, hit the highway
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[Mad Lion:]
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Say one, then some
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The paper, can't understand, uh
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One degree says, she can't understand
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Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
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The thing that everone thought
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Bought the Mr. Lover some
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Said why you gotta be like that, uh
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We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
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I know you wanna play the games we play
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Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
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[Queen Latifah:]
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You smile in my face but all the while you wanna take my place
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Put it on a paper chase and you can't keep my pace
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You're jealous cuz I'm this shit and you ain't
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Far as I'm concerned, I don't know you from a can of paint (Hey yo, who you)
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No time to worry about who likes me, who didn't invite me
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Behind my back callin' me shysty, that don't excite me
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Backstabbers keepin' that he said, she said runnin'
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Always in my business, I leave when I see you comin' (Yo, I'm out)
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See you got the game twisted, I could care less
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My house is bought and paid for, your rent's due, you're stressed
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Nevertheless, you wanna keep some drama on blast
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But I don't worry cuz I'm quick to come and check that ass
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[Mad Lion:]
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They're spine behind your face
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But meantime, they wanna take your place
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Those back-stabbers, hey, back-stabbers
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[Sandra "Pepa" Denton & Cheryl "Salt" James:]
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Check it, everybody sees you as preemy and teeny
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You see me in 3-D, and need me like a genie
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All your wishes are washed up like lock up
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We need to write a book called Shit That Botched Up
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One thing that Sandi can't understand
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The all the world jet but see a plentiful of hands
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So tell me, how can we shake 'em, firmly you break 'em
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Get 'em hot, and bake 'em, run to miss 'em, I may say
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Chase me cuz I don't chase them, chill, in fact
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Like friends we are family with a bill attatched
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Pep's that green-eyed monster, make them ill and that
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Well if envy ever tempt me, Salt steer me back
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Friends
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