Salt-N-Pepa

Salt-N-Pepa - My Mic Sounds Nice lyrics

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My mice sounds nice

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My mic sounds nice

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Are you ready

to rock, rock y'all

to the beat y'all

keep on

and you don't stop

rockin' on

Keep rockin' on

Well, I'm the queen on the mic

and its true when I say

that the Pepa MC

is here to stay

And you know if I was a book

I would sell

cause every curve on my body's

got a story to tell

Yeah, word 'em up

W-Word 'em

Cause I'm so tough

Ya know it is a must

Now Salt get on the mic

and tell them why you're cold bust

Cause I'm oh a

I'm on, I'm on

I'm oh a

I'm so damned on

Like a grasshopper hoppin' on the mornin' lawn

Like a needle on the record when it play the son

Like little Bo Peep blowin' on his horn

you know I got to be on

MCs rockin and shockin

But it won't last

Salt's on the mic

And I'm kickin' aaa

Ask me no questions

I tell no lies

It's just a little warnin'

A word to the wise

You been hopin' and scopin'

Layin' and prayin'

But on the bottom

is where you're stayin'

Yo, laugh, ha-ha

I thought you understood

You're not related to me

So you could never be good

I know you come from Babylon

Go to Babylon and see

You babble on the mic about what you wish

but you could never

So please don't tell me how

you're gonna rock

Don't brag about the things

that you ain't got

Don't feed me lines

Cause now I'm full

My cow just died

I don't need your bull.

Yo yo turn my mic up little bit

One two, one two

My mic sounds nice

Check one

My mice sounds nice

Check two

My mic sounds nice

Check three

Right about now

As you can

In the place to be

we're not talkin' 'bout geometry

history or biology

So Sandy D.

explain this to me:

Why do they call you the Pepa MC?

You mean, you don't

Uh-uh

Thats ashamed

Ok Salt let me explain

I'm hot like a ______

Burn down the _______

Oh now I see

Chill let me finish

I wanna make one and all understand

I don't play, I slay

When the mikes in my hand

The room temperature

reaches a hundred and four

You can scramble eggs on the floor

The pressure soars

The crowds, they roar

Sweat will drip down to your drawers

The Pepa MC is like hot ice

And I paid the price to make the mic sound nice

Forget about the rest

Yes I don't jest

You're blest

with one of America's best

So I think you all better count your blessings

When Salt is in the house

Hell's in session:

It's a fact that

I will wax

MCs out there

are gonna get smacked

Rockin' to my funky beat

I'm a trick

so I know you're gonna fall for me

Cuz this is the year

all men fear

Female MCs are movin' uphill

Salt -n- Pepa are strictly biz

You know the color of this

You know what time it is

Cuz super is the strength of the boomin' base

Nature describes our pretty face

Turnin' out

Without a doubt

Make no mistake

____ is in the house!

Yeah!

Word 'em up!

W-Word 'em up

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