| Lyrics: | Mad Lion:
Oh someone go on like them ya born to find if I bought them
Born for prime
star
They are my friend, or they are my enemy
So you call them frienemy, understand
me
We don't have no time for playin' so you know what
Yeah, scream out
Come lay down
Salt and Pepa is a team
Mad Lion representin' VP, you know how we do
You 'bout to say to
yourself, what what
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree
says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that
everone thought
Bought the Mr. Lover some
Sandra "Pepa" Denton:
Queen,
honey bee wannabes
They want to be in front of me
But it ain't no run in me
That's
word to my son and me
Now you wanna be family cuz you see the Grammies (Yeah)
Playin' me
close, ask me where's my man, how's my man
Sandy be damned be, I keeps the cheese handy
Got the trap for you rats come strapped with the gammy
Jealousy be swellin' me, word
So I
had to charge 'em at will
And leave a bill, like Bellamy
What are you tellin' me
Don't let me catch a felony
People trip out, bring out the hell in me
But I stay paid in
full, faithful, and always grateful
Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hateful
Mad
Lion:
Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and
my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we play
Only man, finds his car fade away,
hey
Why you gotta be like that, uh
Only one-ninety people stepped back, uh
Sandra "Pepa" Denton:
Friends to the end for the ends did ya favors
Damn, why you
wanna stick me for my papers
Cheryl "Salt" James:
Would have gave you the
world now you can't catch a crumb
How you bum-bum-bitty come so dumb-dumb
Remember when
you was all busted, broke down, beat up
Even kept you as a friend when you stole to stay
steed-up
Wanna be down with my business, we meet up
Schemin' like a demon on the couch
with your feet up
Playin' like a summer may stain by far
Got mad I had the juice so you
tried to take the jar
I feel for you, yes, I do
No fame, no crew, now what you gon' do,
Boo
He say, she say, we say, why say
The fly-ways my way
The try fray, hit the
highway
Mad Lion:
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The
thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr. Lover some
Said why you gotta be like that,
uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games
we play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
Queen Latifah:
You smile
in my face but all the while you wanna take my place
Put it on a paper chase and you can't keep
my pace
You're jealous cuz I'm this shit and you ain't
Far as I'm concerned, I don't know
you from a can of paint (Hey yo, who you)
No time to worry about who likes me, who didn't
invite me
Behind my back callin' me shysty, that don't excite me
Backstabbers keepin' that
he said, she said runnin'
Always in my business, I leave when I see you comin' (Yo, I'm
out)
See you got the game twisted, I could care less
My house is bought and paid for, your
rent's due, you're stressed
Nevertheless, you wanna keep some drama on blast
But I don't
worry cuz I'm quick to come and check that ass
Mad Lion:
They're spine behind
your face
But meantime, they wanna take your place
Those back-stabbers, hey,
back-stabbers
Sandra "Pepa" Denton & Cheryl "Salt" James:
Check it, everybody
sees you as preemy and teeny
You see me in 3-D, and need me like a genie
All your wishes
are washed up like lock up
We need to write a book called Shit That Botched Up
One thing
that Sandi can't understand
The all the world jet but see a plentiful of hands
So tell me,
how can we shake 'em, firmly you break 'em
Get 'em hot, and bake 'em, run to miss 'em, I may
say
Chase me cuz I don't chase them, chill, in fact
Like friends we are family with a bill
attatched
Pep's that green-eyed monster, make them ill and that
Well if envy ever tempt
me, Salt steer me back
Mad Lion:
Said why you gotta be like that, uh
We
make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna play the games we
play
Only man, finds his car fade away, hey
Never never, never should you get paper
Think you better, better, get up, get up this place
Some new, shit, on my tounge and lip
Only one time, then, I will be done with it, go
Some will get with it, some will get wrecked
with it
Some will host and they claim, that they say, we did
You faced it and if you why,
sack and I messed with
His name was ah-uh-huh-uh-huh, forget this shit
Mad Lion is
sick
No bed could get up in this re-lyrical
Full of new time threat, hey
I got my
rhymes and the national anthem
Got more rhymes than either Oleen or Tonet
Got more rhymes
than they made us sweat
Of a nigga, of a crooked waitin' for the damn check, uh
But let's
not forget the, back-biters is the name of this set, uh
All the people, and we know you bite
mine
Soldier people shall shine
Yo' come in the next track, up this |
