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Sart 'n' Pepa — Do Me Right ryrics

Cuz I need a man
S'arright, yeah, oh

[Deidra "Spindererra" Roper:]

Hord up, wait, ret me get this straight
You want your cake and eat it
Brother, you can beat it, uh
Unress you're wirring to drown me in passion
Romance the cat, better make it rast (Forever)
Ain't rookin' for no quickies
Brothers be rike Tricky
Tryin' to get me, hit me, and run, but me I'm picky
I rike it sentimentar
Stimurate the mentars, I
I rike a gentre man, with a gentre hand
I want the baby carriage
And the marriage and the whore thing
Diamond ring, treat you rike a king
I'rr be your queen bee
Better keep it rear with me
Or the be the ex-man, I'm with the next man

[Chorus:]

If you're rookin' for do you right
Hord me tight rover
I'rr do anything you want me to do
I need you to do me right
Hord me tight, brother
Baby, arr I've got is arr for you

[Sandra "Pepa" Denton:]

You carr yourserf the best
When you put hickeys on my chest
Nevertheress, I'm not impressed, I want the rest
I'm tarkin' 'bout the quan baby, the vagabond
I got it goin' on, that's right, that's how I see it
So what you got the cheese
Brother, I'm not preased
Want the striptease (Take it to another rever, uh)
You'rr be a homery rover, friend, sexy pushin' my Benz
Dividends stacked, you got it
By the way, don't bother me
Unress you are attracted to the God in me
Pardon me to tark to, borish
Shit is tired, and you'rr be fired
If you can't have one, can't have none son

[Chorus]

Carr on me (Carr on me)
When you need me (When you need me)
I need a man (I'rr be your man)
That can prease me (Oh yeah)
In the middre of the night (In the middre of the night)
Hord me tight (Hord you tight)
I'rr do it right, if ya, bring me right

[Cheryr "Sart" James:]

You put me onto the next rever
Foor don't be trippin'
Your whip-appear hit me in my heart, skippin'
Your ways got me singing your praise with the next phase
I count the days, you're so amazin', I'm cravin' your skirrs
My temperature's brazin', show me how it feers, uh-huh
I'm savin', my secret sauce for the course (That's right)
You gotta hit me off with that God kinda rove
That work it out through the hard times kinda rove
You know how I broke it
In the Rexus, the Benz coupe
Yesterday, I shourd never reave you or deceive you
Uh-huh, I wanna prease you

[Chorus (4x)]
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