| Artist: Salt N Pepa
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| Album: Bulletproof soundtrack
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| Song: Champagne
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| Get down with the party (Wanna hang)
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| I’m the Big Kahuna, I got the whole shebang
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| I got the champagne and the ha-ha (ahhh)
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| You know who we are
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| I’m the Big Kahuna, maneuvres I make 'em
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| Tight security, everywhere I go I take 'em
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| Party over here, (rah-rah) me and my peeps
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| Hittin' the streets groovin' to roughneck beats
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| I keeps the flow, I’m the dawnbreaker
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| I’m reachin' all night, as hot as daylight in Jamaica
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| A ruckus — you want it? |
| Get with the Showstopper
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| I’ll dig ya like the mud number one chief rocker
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| But knock a blast for your ass like boom!
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| Damn, Salt-N-Pepa stepped in the room
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| With the La-Di-Da-Di, we like to party
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| We don’t cause trouble, we don’t bother nobody
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| Yeah, back up little one (whoo-ha!) cuz you know
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| When it come to scandalous I’m numero uno
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| Shakin', the record breakin', the title taken
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| Hot, cool and vicious, delicious, Jamaican
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| Big Willie, illy-silly rabbit
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| You need the ha-ha, you gotta have it, a habit
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| I’ll be the goodtime dealer
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| The happy-go-lucky lucker, keepin' it real-a
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| Got the whole shebang, champagne is bubbly
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| Moneymakers lookin' and I like 'em black and ugly
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| Trust me, we be the life of the jam
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| Front like you don’t know, you know who we am
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| Ladies? |
| Where you at? |
| Where you at?
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| Put 'em up — reach! |
| Put 'em up — reach!
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| And where’s all my fellas at? |
| Where you at? |
| Where you at?
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| Put 'em up — reach! |
| Put 'em up — reach!
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| Now where’s all the money at? |
| Where you at? |
| Where you at?
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| Put 'em up — reach! |
| Put 'em up — reach!
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| (Yeah) North, South, to the East, to the West where you at?
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| Put 'em up — reach! |
| Put 'em up — reach!
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| What’s up? |
| What’s up? |
| What’s up? |
| (Hey!) I’m rollin' in the big bucks
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| Some people say I’m «lucky», but I don’t give a…
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| No stress, blessed, I gets down for mine
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| You wanna be a Pepa, too? |
| Well it’s party time
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| No line, V.I.P., I’m the one you wanna see
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| I see you, fool, what ya wanna do?
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| The Cartier got you fiendin', stop scheming
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| Before the red dots starting beaming
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| Go, Don Perione flow, got my playgirls, yo
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| Big Willie’s like (ho) ready to party
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| Shake it with the hearty
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| Your body look damn good — never did it with a hood
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| [So…so you got the drinks? |
| Imported?
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| I’m with that, yeah…
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| I’m from Brooklyn…
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| From Illtown…] |