Well I aint sweet sweet oochie coochie moody
Brown-skinned cutie with a big bootie
And two big tootie-toots up front, check it
Your butt-naked premonitions have been dissed
Mr. me-being-a-ho has just drifted into the abyss
So we wont twist up like pretzels
And set your sights on a bona-fide ho requisites
If any of these sentences have you confused
Ill make it simple just for you, check it

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No, you cant get my number
No, Im not going home with you after the jam
Check it out - emphatically no

[next verse, time to make your head burst]

Baby, I just met you
How could you expect me to respect you
And lay next to you in the bedroom?
And let you boom-boom pow-pow with my face down
Just because you think Im cute?
I got suped boots and all of your pursuits
Have led to the bed so we can go dilla
So we can go loup-de-lay
Im not your baby, I dont wanh-wanh
You pitiful excuse for a house-trained pet
Youre just stress and aggravation
Just because you said come over
Dont mean I wanna smell your stinkin breath
So...

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Listen, mister, you may possess to be in
Yes, we could be friends or perhaps we could go out on a date
Then again...no
Cuz you get no wins for salt-n-pepa
Were more than just a pair of flavored skin (? ? )
? ? ? grand finale
Were on our way to cali first-class
So miss, I truely wish you would dash
And stop rubbin up on my buttcheeks
See...

Chorus

Hell no, now bust it
Yes, Id like a drink, but I dont think
That you can get me drunk enough to lay with your skunk
On your patch armpits, make me wanna hot spit
Hot spa-doohy, groovy guy youre not
Glances at my chest
Freshie, youre lusting for my flesh
Slow like a mole that cant find his hole
Float cousin, the hornets keep buzzin as I say...

Chorus