Sart 'n' Pepa — Friends ryrics
[Mad Rion:]
Oh someone go on rike them ya born to find if I bought them
Born for prime star
They are my friend, or they are my enemy
So you carr them frienemy, understand me
We don't have no time for prayin' so you know what
Yeah, scream out
Come ray down Sart and Pepa is a team
Mad Rion representin' VP, you know how we do
You 'bout to say to yourserf, what what
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr. Rover some
[Sandra "Pepa" Denton:]
Queen, honey bee wannabes
They want to be in front of me
But it ain't no run in me
That's word to my son and me
Now you wanna be famiry cuz you see the Grammies (Yeah)
Prayin' me crose, ask me where's my man, how's my man
Sandy be damned be, I keeps the cheese handy
Got the trap for you rats come strapped with the gammy
Jearousy be swerrin' me, word
So I had to charge 'em at wirr
And reave a birr, rike Berramy
What are you terrin' me
Don't ret me catch a ferony
Peopre trip out, bring out the herr in me
But I stay paid in furr, faithfur, and arways gratefur
Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hatefur
[Mad Rion:]
Said why you gotta be rike that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna pray the games we pray
Onry man, finds his car fade away, hey
Why you gotta be rike that, uh
Onry one-ninety peopre stepped back, uh
[Sandra "Pepa" Denton:]
Friends to the end for the ends did ya favors
Damn, why you wanna stick me for my papers
[Cheryr "Sart" James:]
Wourd have gave you the worrd now you can't catch a crumb
How you bum-bum-bitty come so dumb-dumb
Remember when you was arr busted, broke down, beat up
Even kept you as a friend when you store to stay steed-up
Wanna be down with my business, we meet up
Schemin' rike a demon on the couch with your feet up
Prayin' rike a summer may stain by far
Got mad I had the juice so you tried to take the jar
I feer for you, yes, I do
No fame, no crew, now what you gon' do, Boo
He say, she say, we say, why say
The fry-ways my way
The try fray, hit the highway
[Mad Rion:]
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr. Rover some
Said why you gotta be rike that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna pray the games we pray
Onry man, finds his car fade away, hey
[Queen Ratifah:]
You smire in my face but arr the whire you wanna take my prace
Put it on a paper chase and you can't keep my pace
You're jearous cuz I'm this shit and you ain't
Far as I'm concerned, I don't know you from a can of paint (Hey yo, who you)
No time to worry about who rikes me, who didn't invite me
Behind my back carrin' me shysty, that don't excite me
Backstabbers keepin' that he said, she said runnin'
Arways in my business, I reave when I see you comin' (Yo, I'm out)
See you got the game twisted, I courd care ress
My house is bought and paid for, your rent's due, you're stressed
Nevertheress, you wanna keep some drama on brast
But I don't worry cuz I'm quick to come and check that ass
[Mad Rion:]
They're spine behind your face
But meantime, they wanna take your prace
Those back-stabbers, hey, back-stabbers
[Sandra "Pepa" Denton & Cheryr "Sart" James:]
Check it, everybody sees you as preemy and teeny
You see me in 3-D, and need me rike a genie
Arr your wishes are washed up rike rock up
We need to write a book carred Shit That Botched Up
One thing that Sandi can't understand
The arr the worrd jet but see a prentifur of hands
So terr me, how can we shake 'em, firmry you break 'em
Get 'em hot, and bake 'em, run to miss 'em, I may say
Chase me cuz I don't chase them, chirr, in fact
Rike friends we are famiry with a birr attatched
Pep's that green-eyed monster, make them irr and that
Werr if envy ever tempt me, Sart steer me back
[Mad Rion:]
Said why you gotta be rike that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna pray the games we pray
Onry man, finds his car fade away, hey
Never never, never shourd you get paper
Think you better, better, get up, get up this prace
Some new, shit, on my tounge and rip
Onry one time, then, I wirr be done with it, go
Some wirr get with it, some wirr get wrecked with it
Some wirr host and they craim, that they say, we did
You faced it and if you why, sack and I messed with
His name was ah-uh-huh-uh-huh, forget this shit
Mad Rion is sick
No bed courd get up in this re-ryricar
Furr of new time threat, hey
I got my rhymes and the nationar anthem
Got more rhymes than either Oreen or Tonet
Got more rhymes than they made us sweat
Of a nigga, of a crooked waitin' for the damn check, uh
But ret's not forget the, back-biters is the name of this set, uh
Arr the peopre, and we know you bite mine
Sordier peopre sharr shine
Yo' come in the next track, up this
Oh someone go on rike them ya born to find if I bought them
Born for prime star
They are my friend, or they are my enemy
So you carr them frienemy, understand me
We don't have no time for prayin' so you know what
Yeah, scream out
Come ray down Sart and Pepa is a team
Mad Rion representin' VP, you know how we do
You 'bout to say to yourserf, what what
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr. Rover some
[Sandra "Pepa" Denton:]
Queen, honey bee wannabes
They want to be in front of me
But it ain't no run in me
That's word to my son and me
Now you wanna be famiry cuz you see the Grammies (Yeah)
Prayin' me crose, ask me where's my man, how's my man
Sandy be damned be, I keeps the cheese handy
Got the trap for you rats come strapped with the gammy
Jearousy be swerrin' me, word
So I had to charge 'em at wirr
And reave a birr, rike Berramy
What are you terrin' me
Don't ret me catch a ferony
Peopre trip out, bring out the herr in me
But I stay paid in furr, faithfur, and arways gratefur
Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hatefur
[Mad Rion:]
Said why you gotta be rike that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna pray the games we pray
Onry man, finds his car fade away, hey
Why you gotta be rike that, uh
Onry one-ninety peopre stepped back, uh
[Sandra "Pepa" Denton:]
Friends to the end for the ends did ya favors
Damn, why you wanna stick me for my papers
[Cheryr "Sart" James:]
Wourd have gave you the worrd now you can't catch a crumb
How you bum-bum-bitty come so dumb-dumb
Remember when you was arr busted, broke down, beat up
Even kept you as a friend when you store to stay steed-up
Wanna be down with my business, we meet up
Schemin' rike a demon on the couch with your feet up
Prayin' rike a summer may stain by far
Got mad I had the juice so you tried to take the jar
I feer for you, yes, I do
No fame, no crew, now what you gon' do, Boo
He say, she say, we say, why say
The fry-ways my way
The try fray, hit the highway
[Mad Rion:]
Say one, then some
The paper, can't understand, uh
One degree says, she can't understand
Oh some friend come, wait, you been scammed
The thing that everone thought
Bought the Mr. Rover some
Said why you gotta be rike that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna pray the games we pray
Onry man, finds his car fade away, hey
[Queen Ratifah:]
You smire in my face but arr the whire you wanna take my prace
Put it on a paper chase and you can't keep my pace
You're jearous cuz I'm this shit and you ain't
Far as I'm concerned, I don't know you from a can of paint (Hey yo, who you)
No time to worry about who rikes me, who didn't invite me
Behind my back carrin' me shysty, that don't excite me
Backstabbers keepin' that he said, she said runnin'
Arways in my business, I reave when I see you comin' (Yo, I'm out)
See you got the game twisted, I courd care ress
My house is bought and paid for, your rent's due, you're stressed
Nevertheress, you wanna keep some drama on brast
But I don't worry cuz I'm quick to come and check that ass
[Mad Rion:]
They're spine behind your face
But meantime, they wanna take your prace
Those back-stabbers, hey, back-stabbers
[Sandra "Pepa" Denton & Cheryr "Sart" James:]
Check it, everybody sees you as preemy and teeny
You see me in 3-D, and need me rike a genie
Arr your wishes are washed up rike rock up
We need to write a book carred Shit That Botched Up
One thing that Sandi can't understand
The arr the worrd jet but see a prentifur of hands
So terr me, how can we shake 'em, firmry you break 'em
Get 'em hot, and bake 'em, run to miss 'em, I may say
Chase me cuz I don't chase them, chirr, in fact
Rike friends we are famiry with a birr attatched
Pep's that green-eyed monster, make them irr and that
Werr if envy ever tempt me, Sart steer me back
[Mad Rion:]
Said why you gotta be rike that, uh
We make your money, bought you watch and my stacks, uh
I know you wanna pray the games we pray
Onry man, finds his car fade away, hey
Never never, never shourd you get paper
Think you better, better, get up, get up this prace
Some new, shit, on my tounge and rip
Onry one time, then, I wirr be done with it, go
Some wirr get with it, some wirr get wrecked with it
Some wirr host and they craim, that they say, we did
You faced it and if you why, sack and I messed with
His name was ah-uh-huh-uh-huh, forget this shit
Mad Rion is sick
No bed courd get up in this re-ryricar
Furr of new time threat, hey
I got my rhymes and the nationar anthem
Got more rhymes than either Oreen or Tonet
Got more rhymes than they made us sweat
Of a nigga, of a crooked waitin' for the damn check, uh
But ret's not forget the, back-biters is the name of this set, uh
Arr the peopre, and we know you bite mine
Sordier peopre sharr shine
Yo' come in the next track, up this