Spice Girls

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Girls, I love them all, short or tall, wall to wall

Except for ones that think that they're all that

No frills, high heels, fake gold caps

I'm not a chauvinist, but I told you this

Master Rob is a guy who was mold for this

Sis, and let me give you a kiss

And after this kiss your man'll be his-

Tory, baby, after you get with me

And you will see sheer ecstacy

And you can ask Diamond D

Why do they wanna get next to me?

Because I show them respect, kiss them on their necks

Pay for dinner with cash and no checks

Now back to the topic of girls

Black woman radiant as pearls

Hold your head high, be fruitful and true

And remember Master Rob loves you

Girls

Love the things they show

Got to be where they go)

It's about time somebody say somethin positive about the black woman

Youknowmsayin?

Word

And the Master's the one

I hear that

Hey dark-skinned girls, keep your head up

Because I know deep down you're fed up

With guys who only want to talk to ones that are light-skinned

Green eyes, skin tight'n

Homeboys, you can ask my man Clark Kent

Light skin is no better than dark skin

Black is black, no matter the complexion

I know the half and the path of direction

So next time a guy tries to get cute

Say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice

And that's food for thought, sport

And if you don't think so, then maybe you ought

To sit back and learn about your culture

Because the black woman is a sculpture

Of beauty, so take it from the Force

Of course

Yeah

If it wasn't for the black woman it wouldn't be the black man

Youknowmansayin?

But some brothers fail to realize that

And some girls fail to realize that too

Most definitely, brother

And this one is for you

Now not all girls are conceited

But the ones that are should be deleted

From the face of the earth at birth

Hoppin from car to car like a smurf

(You gotta have a car and a couple of ropes)

Girl, you talkin to me? You must be on dope

Or coke, or maybe smokin wet ones

Cause Master Rob will never let one

Girl try to juice me like Tropicana

I'll take her home, knock her boots and her friends

And all her friends I bend

And not one red cent will I spend

Cause I hate to be used and abused

So I listen to blues, put my car in cruise

Material girl in a material world

Don't try to play yourself, you only slay yourself

So when a guy says, "Yo baby, how you're livin? "

(I'm not livin like Robin Givens)

Youknowmsayin Sha?

It's 'bout time we just learn about the black woman, you know?

Because they're like the most important thing in our lives, youknowmsayin?

(That's peace, my brother, you know you gotta have that

Word up, and we outta here

This is for the black woman

Peace

(Peace, see ya)

We love you

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