Salt-N-Pepa

Salt-N-Pepa - Boy Toy lyrics

Yeah, heh heh

S-N-P, hmm, for you

Brand New, uh, uh, uh, yeah

Chorus:

Boy toy, I love you so

Temporary lover, never let you go

I spend my money on you

Boy toy, I love you so

Never no stress, let's keep this flow

I know you feel the same way, too

Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

Where you been all my life

No diamonds on her fingers

But I know you got a wifey, boo, word to life

No proof, cuz Pepa got plans for you

Reservations for two on a flight to Honolulu

No disrespect, for losin' sweats

You take the keys to my Lex, and this here blank check

So shop till you drop, thanks to hip-hop you tight

Have you fly, F.B.I. wanna indict

Bet you shit is right, got my daisies

Goin' crazy, the 20 ways you laid me, uh

Now come and bathe me, wanna get high

Take this helicopter ride

From the westside down to the eastside

Pick a highrise, I'll buy, uh, you know why

Cuz you're all that, no commitments, no lies

Never settle for less, I'm the best, no stress

So rests, yes, my boy toy

Chorus

Cheryl "Salt" James:

(Seeking) Black female (Word) seeking black male (Uh)

With the nice tail, uh, not frail (That's right)

I like 'em focused, 20-20

A man that needs little but gives plenty

I'm never vexed givin' up no sex

Unless I wanna release stress

And get this shit up off my chest

Enjoy how you massage my mind, at times

Feedin' me some knowledge instead of tryin' to out rhyme

Not insecure, for sure, not bored

Send you a first class ticket when I'm out on tour

Show me a lot of love in the club

You know your place, you give me my space, stay out my face

A G worth a cristal, for you and your pals

I love to see the other women yearn waitin' on their turn

Money earnin', more money, cash, checks

But you ain't never met a girl like this yet

Salt: What's up, man

You got that package I sent you

Man: Yeah I got it

Salt: Did you like it

Man: What

Salt: You know you earned it

Man: Yeah

Salt: Put the thing down right

Chorus

Deidra "Spinderella" Roper:

Me and my girls chillin' at the mall, laughing and all

Brother's kinda tall, you think he play ball

Damn, you look live, hmmm, so fine

I think I estimate about 4.5

My pockets goes high, so we can ride

I'll pick you up about nine-ish

Take you to the finest, masseuse

And we can get loose, sleigh la bouche styles

Get wild, I'll bet I leave your ass with a smile

Always a mouse, Spinderella, trick cheddar

I like a good fella but I love a boy toy better

Cheryl "Salt" James:

Cheryl James, you know my name, I love the same

I check for a player with a lot of game

Not a little, not tryin' to get caught in the middle

Uh, I like my toy part like a Tonka truck

Hit the middle, uh, like Larry Zonka, what

Chorus

I'm not scared to tell you (Whoo)

S-N-P, it's your boy toy

All day, all night

Nine-seven, like heaven, baby

Boy toy, I love you so

Never no stress, let's keep this flow

I know you feel the same way, too

I ain't gon' front

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