Salt'N'Pepa
Silly Of You
(Come on
Yeah
If you want some, come and get some)
1 - Well it's silly of you (to think that I)
Would ever take a dive (Can I keep it live?)
And if you think you're qualified (to speak on this crew)
(Well that's illy of you) Just plain silly of you
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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, houses, the cars
Jiggy at the party baby
Got the champagne and the ha-ha
Pray that we fade to black
We attack the traps and make your knees collapse
But once again, lend me your ears countrymen
Ever since "The Showstopper"
Boostin' up the dividends
And I thought you knew we had mass appeal
Bustin' lyrics like steel
No matter who's keepin' it real
From coast to coast
We rock the past to the future (right)
Now pass the mic
And me rock the way that I used to
Who's hottest female to ever touch the apparatus?
Evidently it's the Pep
Cuz Salty is the baddest
I don't recommend that you test the untestable
Hey, nowadays we try to keep it all respectable, word
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That's right, y'all know me
It's Kimmy Cat from Queens
Sometimes I hang around with the S and P
I came to tell ya about
This new slick-like clique
Blue Denim got the ven to make an MC sick
Pep to my left, right side big sis
Hey, let me get them keys
To the crib and Lexus, step to this
And I know some cats livin' down in Texas
S and P and B.D. on the V.I.P. guest list
Who rocks the most?
Highpost, now from the gate
They take me to my destiny
Never get the best of me
You stressin' me, testin' me
Like I'm-a take a dive
I keep it live and you ain't even qualified
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The headliners, big-timers
I've got the details, hold the press
Do you detest rap's hottest females?
Big Pepa, hotstepper, take a dive? Never!
No sleep, we never rest
The best keep gettin' better
Salty that's me, sexy, don't envy
Trendsetter, go-getter, Miss Originality
Opposition dissin', our desire paid
From the cradle to grave
I know the tricks of the trade
Back in the days at shows we used to hook 'em
MC's we shook 'em
And if you came with some beef
Your man we took him
Now who got the flow?
Guy professionals
I grip like the mic
Like "Ooh, I got testicles"
I be the sugar showin'
Showin' Don Juan Pong
Like the needle on a record when it plays a song
You know my girls sold out
No doubt, every arena
We stake the funky divas
Shout out to all believers
We paint the town
Hang around clubs that we maxed
And when we in the studio
Salt's waxin' the tracks
A bunch of thoroughbreds
Rockin' G's and Pro Keds
And true blue, I thought you knew
Official queens redheads (Salt and Pepa)
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