Well I ain`t sweet sweet oochie coochie moody
Brown skinned cutie with a big bootie
And two big tootie toots up front check it
Your butt naked premonitions have been dissed
Mr. Me Being A Ho has just drifted into the abyss
So we won`t twist up like pretzels
And set your sights on a bona fide ho requisites
If any of these sentences have you confused
I`ll make it simple just for you check it
CHORUS
No, you can`t get my number
No, I`m not going home with you after the jam
Check it out - emphatically no
[Next verse, time to make your head burst]
Baby, I just met you
How could you expect me to respect you
And lay next to you in the bedroom?
And let you boom-boom pow-pow with my face down
Just because you think I`m cute?
I got suped boots and all of your pursuits
Have led to the bed so we can go dilla
So we can go loup-de-lay
I`m not your baby, I don`t wanh-wanh
You pitiful excuse for a house-trained pet
You`re just stress and aggravation
Just because you said come over
Don`t mean I wanna smell your stinkin` breath
So...
CHORUS
Listen, mister, you may possess to be in
Yes, we could be friends or perhaps we could go out on a date
Then again...no
Cuz you get no wins for Salt-N-Pepa
We`re more than just a pair of flavored skin (??)
??? grand finale
We`re on our way to Cali first-class
So miss, I truely wish you would dash
And stop rubbin` up on my buttcheeks
See...
CHORUS
Hell no, now bust it
Yes, I`d like a drink, but I don`t think
That you can get me drunk enough to lay with your skunk
On your patch armpits, make me wanna hot spit
Hot spa-doohy, groovy guy you`re not
Glances at my chest
Freshie, you`re lusting for my flesh
Slow like a mole that can`t find his hole
Float cousin, the hornets keep buzzin` as I say...
CHORUS
