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Tytuł: I'll Take Your Man

  • Wykonawca: Salt N Pepa
  • Wy¶wietleń: 226
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