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Salt N Pepa - Somebody's Gettin On My Nerves

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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
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show-show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got
Cuz shit is gettin' hot
Show 'em what ya got...

Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

Somebody's gettin' on my nerves


(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' 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 screamin' 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 livin' sayin' old rhymes tryin' to get new?
You don't work like the two to make hip-hop
So you can talk until your big, suckin' 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 gettin' 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-beatin' daydreamer

You put the window down tryin' to act real slick

And started smilin' 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 runnin' around town playin' Jeopardy?

Get off my bra-strap, boy, stop sweatin' me


Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

Somebody's gettin' 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 gettin' 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 flairin
I'd be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing

Cuz ev'rytime I meet a guy that's got it goin' on

One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that's wrong

If he's not drivin' a Benz or Beemer then he's bummy

Or he's sellin' buddah if he's got plenty of money

Now ask me why, I don't know why or well or what the hell

So breakin' up the code because I'm someone's ???

I've got enough problems of my own

To sit up on the phone talkin' about on who he's gettin' bone


Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got

Cuz shit is gettin' hot

Show-show 'em what ya got

Cuz shit is gettin' hot

Show 'em what ya got

Cuz shit is gettin' hot

Hey, yo, show 'em what ya got

Cuz shit is gettin' hot


(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

(Show-show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

(Show 'em what ya got) Somebody's gettin' 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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