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Salt N Pepa Miscellaneous Here We Come Here we come here we come Here we come here we come baby Here we come here we come Here we come here we come Here comes the sisters with the stuff Here comes the sisters with the stuff Here come here come here comes here comes here.. CHORUS Here come the sisters with the stuff Bringing home the bacon fryin' it up in the pan Here we come sexy yet rough And we never let you ever forget you're a man (repeat) I'm a Nineties girl, that's what they call me I work hard for my family, doin' it all, see? Just so happens that I choose to rhyme Like my homegirl Rage, yo, I gets busy with mine Spend quality time with my baby on the norm But when it's time to get the nook, yo, I go on strong Black, intelligent, wise beyond my years No time for frontin', no time for fears You gots to get yours, I gots to get mine Nine times out of ten gotta fend for self sometimes It's hard enough out here on your own But I got what it takes, I rule the throne Pick up to the women out there on your own Livin' swell, see, and doin' it, and doin' it well Hey, hell, no one can stop me, I got the knack Making funny matter phat just by making phat tracks Who's world is this? You know the world is mine Salt and Pepa adding flavor to the bump one time Two times for your mind, one more for your body To work ya harder, when it's Friday it's time to party CHORUS Sexy and rough, I had enough Yep, I said, "Well, let me shoot the real stuff" Bang-bang people know my name, claim to fame A bell rang, now I gets paid for the slang I take care of things cuz you know I will Responsibilties and I still do how I feel But it ain't just me anymore Me and my baby give our heart and my soul like it's sporadic Convulsions of laughter, spittin' out rapture I'm not the one to go after In fact-a, the attitude is cheerful, come on and get a earful We do it all only never small show Yo, Spinderella takes care of her business Salt and Pepa definitely in this to win this We bring home the bacon and make crazy hoochie Don't mistake me for a ho, hell no, I'm not a coochie (here I come) Here we come, here we come Here we come, here we come baby Here we come, here we come Here we come, here we come It costed nothing but change to remain true sisters of the game Blowin' suckers out the frame - POW! Hard work payin' off, baby paw You know who we are going far on this here coup-de-grace Ini-mini-miny behind me the loser Could hold for a sec but got wrecked by the bruiser Didn't know who's the real tag-team here The one-two-three dance, now it's all clear Did we taunt, pomp, stomp, romp Open up a pre-school to babysit the competion Yes, and the mission I'm dissin' To write the premonition so no switchin' position I make the bacon so crispy, no need to get pissed or mad I does it all, kid, I'm bad So don't let your pride eat your inside Independent, black's a fact, and saw razorback Feminine females with a ??? Go 'head, dare to attack, bet you can't do with nothin' Cuz a... here we come, here we come Here we come, here we come Here we come, here we come baby Here we come, here we come Here we come, here we come |
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