| Oooh, baby, I like the sound when
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| The switch is on, and you start poundin'
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| Out my radio and pretty soon
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| Salt and Pepa will boom into the room
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| Clap your hands now people, clap hard
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| Clap your hands now people, clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now people, stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now people, clap with me
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| Listen hard and tell me what you hear
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| Is it noise or is it def beats in your ear?
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| You said you want one, and now you got some
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| Vicious snare, high hats, and a bass drum
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| First the mix empress to impress you
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| Cutting right on time and I’ll bet you
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| Didn’t know it (did you?), you can’t believe it (could you?)
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| Word to life, I swear, we wouldn’t kid you
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| And she can cut it up like a wild animal
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| Slicing and dicing away as a cannibal does
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| Cuz only a beauty can make you people clap with me
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| Who is the best?
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| We are the best!
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| Who’s one of the best?
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| You’re one of the best!
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| Why am I so def? |
| Why don’t I have flaws?
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| Why do I cut for Salt and Pepa? |
| Because
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| When my turntable talks your body will listen
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| To a message ?? |
| tested and kickin'
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| Out of my speakers and into your sneakers
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| Providing conversation for the woofers and tweeters
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| When I play the Technics obey
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| Cuz I’m a fader translator, a mixboard slave
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| And I’m-a do like this on 'em…this on 'em
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| When I’m on the floor, beat is like romance
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| The rhythm makes love to me as I dance
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| And from what I see it’s about to be
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| A relationship between beauty and the beat
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| Word up y’all, it’s a royal ball
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| Turn hip-hop clubs into concert halls
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| Inside is live, if I use up highs
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| Twelve hundred ??
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| Power in high drive, the woofers don’t lie
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| Opposites attract so the birthrate’s high
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| Your chest and ribcage the bass is poking at
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| (Lower the what?) Stop joking…
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| We can’t do that it possess power
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| You ask how-a people get louder
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| (Uh, step aside, sir…
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| Sir, will you please step aside for the…)
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| Salt and Pepa MC’s represent beauty
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| We want y’all to see why we’re the only
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| Nominee nominated representing our race
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| This jam is dedicated to all the pretty faces
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| And we’re gonna rock like you like
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| Spinderella on the mix, Salt and Pepa on the mike
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| And we can satisfy your desire
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| We can make your body perspire
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| Make the men all want to get with it
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| Then take 'em down to the ultimate
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| Sounds and I say: Spinderella’s not a fella
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| But a girl DJ! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Beauty And The Beat , by - Salt-N-Pepa. Song from the album Hot, Cool & Vicious, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп