SALT N PEPA Song Lyrics

Album:
"Blacks' Magic"

1) Blacks' Magic
2) Doper Than Dope
3) Do You Want Me
4) Expression
5) Independent
6) I Don't Know
7) I Like to Party
8) Let's Talk About Sex
9) Live and Let Die
10) Negro Wit an Ego
11) Start the Party
12) Swift
13) You Showed Me

Album:
"Brand New"

1) Boy Toy
2) Brand New
3) Do Me Right
4) Friends
5) Gitty Up
6) Good Life
7) Hold On
8) Imagine
9) Knock Knock
10) R U Ready
11) Say Ooh
12) Silly of You
13) The Clock is Tickin'
14) RU Ready

Album:
"Very Necessary"

1) Big Shot
2) Break of Dawn
3) Groove Me
4) Heaven or Hell
5) I've Got AIDS (PSA)
6) None of Your Business
7) No One Does it Better
8) Sexy Noises Turn Me On
9) Shoop
10) Somebody's Gettin on My Nerves
11) Somma Time Man
12) Step
13) Whatta Man

Album:
"Salt With A Deadly Pepa"

1) A Salt With a Deadly Pepa
2) Get Up Everybody
3) Hyped on the Mic
4) Intro Jam
5) I Gotcha
6) Let the Rhythm Run (remix)
7) Shake Your Thang
8) Solo Power (Let's Get Paid)
9) Solo Power (Syncopated Soul)
10) Spinderella's Not a Fella (But a Girl DJ)
11) Twist and Shout
12) Get Up Everybody (Get Up)
13) Soul Power (Syncopated Soul)

Album:
"Hot Cool & Vicious"

1) Beauty and the Beat
2) Chick on the Side (remix)
3) I'll Take Your Man
4) It's All Right
5) I Desire
6) My Mic Sounds Nice
7) Push It
8) The Showstopper
9) Tramp
10) It's Alright

SALT N PEPA
BLACKS' MAGIC

Start the Party

I'm gettin' dressed for the jam about to jump in my Mercedes
Slippin' on my dancin' shoes cuz I'm a lady of the eighties
It's Friday night, I just got paid, my house is pumpin'
Or listenin' to my Hammer tape, while my sound system is dumpin'
Picked up my girl Salty, she was waitin' on the porch
I shared my fly, fly Mercedes, yo, lit the highway like a torch
On the way to pick up Spindy we raced with a 1-9-D
He was a sucker duck if he thought he could buck with us in E
The party started

CHORUS
Let's get this party started
Let's get this party started right

Rolled up at the party, saw a fella black and fine
Bow-legged, high-top fade, then I said, ";Yo, that one's mine";
Stepped out of the ride, told the bouncer, ";Hold my Benzy";
Heard the bass, it was the place so I slipped my man a penny
When we walked in the jam fans met us at the door
They yelled, ";We love you Salt and Pepa!"; ";Yes, we love y'all even more!";
Some foul, wack, nappy bitty tried to step to Spinderella
I was cool, I made my move, then I droppped her like a fella
Start the party, boy

CHORUS

Now this is what you call a hip-hop beat from S and P
So get out on the dancefloor, and don't even rough with me
I ain't goin' for it, I ain't buyin' it so don't even try me
Dance sucker, Mother Tucker can, that old lady gets busy
Yeah, I don't give a damn, Salty is who I am
And man, I'm gonna slam this jam, you understand?
Yes, we will stay the queens no matter what the means
The party started, let's get retarded, now work them bluejeans
Rock the party, y'all

CHORUS

[Yo, Salt, you wanna continue the story?]
Yes, I told the people move, he made a move
To the stage and grabbed the mic
From these stank, sorry, frauds - Run D.M.C. look-alikes
Spinderella took the set, made her fingers nice and wet
And you bet she made that DJ sweat, and he won't soon forget
Pepa took on the speaker, bust an oh, so funky rhyme
I did a step right on time and made the crowd lose their minds
The whole place was on the floor, we was rockin' hardcore-core
We left them wantin' more, and we headed out the door
We rocked the party

CHORUS

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