Lirik Lagu Solo Power (Let's Get Paid) - Salt N Pepa
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Pep had to stepshe'll be back in a secBut in the meantimeI like to have sound check
One two's what I say as the record gets playedFor a little bit to make sure it stays on trackThe wax can't be scratched unless Spin is thereSo she can catch it on time so then I can rhymeThe vocalist on the mic is me
I'm the short and sexy one in effectAbout to bring it to you straight up, wait upYou ready? Huh, it's time to pay upThe capital S gonna spotI'm here to wreck shop [Salt, where's Pepa?]Yo, she's at the next stopSo all aboard, grab a seat and get setSpinderella, start it up, now let's checkOverdrive, rhyme after rhyme, I'm still the bestI'm holdin' down camp keepin' punks in checkSo snap out of it, me the soloist for what?Salt and Pepa with mics, Spinderella with cutsLet's get paid, get paid
Yeah, comin' in and goin' in, growin' in and throwin' inWe got the flavor, and everyday we're showin' itSo just stay back cuz Salt ain't takin' no frontsCuz I'm dope, I look good, and I'm paid to be bluntReigning supreme, all hail the queens from QueensYou think it's def now? Wait till Pepa steps on the sceneSo petty rappers take a seat, make sure you sit up straightThe name Salt and Pepa, the year '88Let's get paid, get paid
Doin' the chores on behalf of my partnerLike money in the bank so thanks, now I'm a spark of the ashesStrike the match, light the fuseSpinderella, me, and Pep singing the Get Paid bluesTo the petty I'm like a machete making confettiCuz you don't see Pepa, punk, step up, you still ain't readyYou want a piece of what the Salt releases?Take a chunk, punk, and now you're leaving in pieces
Step left, jet poo-putt-putt in your NovaBefore you thought, think again, you won't get overWith a clover, four-leaf, chief, to be briefYo, Pepa hurry up and come and get a piece of this micCuz I'm hoggin' it, Holmes start loggin' itThey wanna know do I rock? Salt be doggin' itShakin' and bakin' the mic just like a chefI'll rock this beat until there ain't none leftLet's get paid, get paidLet's get paid, get paid
If I run out of breath, I take a pauseIf Pepa's on stage I say "Go for yours"But if she ain't then this mic I'm minin'I say "Spin, drop it" and keep rhymin'When Pepa comes back she'll say "Salt, chill"Grab the mic, and go for the killBut you're lucky cuz she ain't back yetRelax, men, you're a nervous wreckWipe the sweat off your face and stop panickin'You look scared, stiff as a manequinBut still you're back again to see me rap againSpin, cut the final hit, let's just pack 'em inCuff 'em and stuff 'em, they know I still love 'emIf they can't stand the heat well then chuck 'emSalt and Pepa, Spinderella came here to tell yaLet's get paid, get paidLet's get paid, get paid
One two's what I say as the record gets playedFor a little bit to make sure it stays on trackThe wax can't be scratched unless Spin is thereSo she can catch it on time so then I can rhymeThe vocalist on the mic is me
I'm the short and sexy one in effectAbout to bring it to you straight up, wait upYou ready? Huh, it's time to pay upThe capital S gonna spotI'm here to wreck shop [Salt, where's Pepa?]Yo, she's at the next stopSo all aboard, grab a seat and get setSpinderella, start it up, now let's checkOverdrive, rhyme after rhyme, I'm still the bestI'm holdin' down camp keepin' punks in checkSo snap out of it, me the soloist for what?Salt and Pepa with mics, Spinderella with cutsLet's get paid, get paid
Yeah, comin' in and goin' in, growin' in and throwin' inWe got the flavor, and everyday we're showin' itSo just stay back cuz Salt ain't takin' no frontsCuz I'm dope, I look good, and I'm paid to be bluntReigning supreme, all hail the queens from QueensYou think it's def now? Wait till Pepa steps on the sceneSo petty rappers take a seat, make sure you sit up straightThe name Salt and Pepa, the year '88Let's get paid, get paid
Doin' the chores on behalf of my partnerLike money in the bank so thanks, now I'm a spark of the ashesStrike the match, light the fuseSpinderella, me, and Pep singing the Get Paid bluesTo the petty I'm like a machete making confettiCuz you don't see Pepa, punk, step up, you still ain't readyYou want a piece of what the Salt releases?Take a chunk, punk, and now you're leaving in pieces
Step left, jet poo-putt-putt in your NovaBefore you thought, think again, you won't get overWith a clover, four-leaf, chief, to be briefYo, Pepa hurry up and come and get a piece of this micCuz I'm hoggin' it, Holmes start loggin' itThey wanna know do I rock? Salt be doggin' itShakin' and bakin' the mic just like a chefI'll rock this beat until there ain't none leftLet's get paid, get paidLet's get paid, get paid
If I run out of breath, I take a pauseIf Pepa's on stage I say "Go for yours"But if she ain't then this mic I'm minin'I say "Spin, drop it" and keep rhymin'When Pepa comes back she'll say "Salt, chill"Grab the mic, and go for the killBut you're lucky cuz she ain't back yetRelax, men, you're a nervous wreckWipe the sweat off your face and stop panickin'You look scared, stiff as a manequinBut still you're back again to see me rap againSpin, cut the final hit, let's just pack 'em inCuff 'em and stuff 'em, they know I still love 'emIf they can't stand the heat well then chuck 'emSalt and Pepa, Spinderella came here to tell yaLet's get paid, get paidLet's get paid, get paid
