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Salt 'n' Pepa

Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves

 

Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves

(альбом: Very Necessary - 1993)


Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got
Show-show 'em what ya got
Show 'em what ya got

Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot
Show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot
Show 'em what ya got

Somebody's getting on my nerves
Somebody's getting on my nerves
Somebody's getting on my nerves
Somebody's getting on my nerves

(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's getting on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's getting on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's getting on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

Now I've got this real phat attitude because of all the hype
Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic
So test my respect, mess around, yeah, bitch, jump up and get beat down
Now Salt shorty, light-skinned, sexy, and your man know
I got him screaming like a hooker in the front row
So you better check my record, better yet, bum
My name is super for a record, check my platinum album
It's not meant for you to do
You even sound wack when you try to check the mic (one, two, one, two)
But wait I'm not through, how you living saying old rhymes trying to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, sucking lips pop
The next time you try to play me, you might catch a fist to the nose, ho
So there you go

You hear talk about Pep around the way getting skeezed
(Yo, me and my man was with Pepa last night, yo...) Nigga, please
You couldn't hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat
Your little jimmy can't even hold your zipper back
Why don't you tell the story right, man?
The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand
You rolled up on me in your man's Beemer
And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beating daydreamer
You put the window down trying to act real slick
And started smiling like a hooker with a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you thought you'd get humped
But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP
So why you running around town playing Jeopardy?
Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweating me

Somebody's getting on my nerves
Somebody's getting on my nerves
Somebody's getting on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

Now somebody's getting on my nerves, and I'm wrecked to get crazy
It never fails to amaze me
How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip
Instead of finding out the truth of what's up
It's got my nostrils flairing
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing
'Cause every time I meet a guy that's got it going on
One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong
If he's not driving a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy
Or he's selling Buddha if he's got plenty of money
Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell
So breaking up the code because someone's getting jealous
I've got enough problems of my own
To sit up on the phone talking about on who he's getting bone

Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot
Show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
'Cause shit is getting hot

(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's getting on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's getting on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's getting on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Give 'em what they deserve
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve

(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve
(Show-show 'em what ya got) Give 'em what they deserve

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