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Song title: Salt N Pepa - 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 90210 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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