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