Salt-N-Pepa — Emphatically No

[Verse 1: Pepa] Well I ain't sweet sweet hoochie coochie moody Brown-skinned cutie with a big booty And two big tootie-toots up front, check it Your butt-naked premonitions have been dissed Mr. Me-Being-A-Ho has just drifted into the abyss So we won't twist up like pretzels And set your sights on a bona-fide ho requisites If any of these sentences have you confused I'll make it simple just for you, check it [Chorus:] No, you can't get my number No, I'm not going home with you after the jam Check it out - emphatically no No, you can't get my number No, I'm not going home with you after the jam Check it out - emphatically no (Next verse, time to make your head burst) [Verse 2: Salt] Baby, I just met you How could you expect me to respect you And lay next to you in the bedroom? And let you boom-boom pow-pow with my face down Just because you think I'm cute? I got suits, boots and all of your pursuits Have led to the bed so we can go loop-de-la So we can go loop-de-lay I'm not your baby, I don't wanh-wanh You pitiful excuse for a house-trained pet You're just stress and aggravation Just because you said come over Don't mean I wanna smell your stinkin' breath So... [Chorus] [Verse 3: Pepa] Listen, mister, you may possess the BM Yes, we could be friends or perhaps we could go out on a date Then again...no Cuz you get no wins for Salt-N-Pepa We're more than just a pair of flavor skins Dig it, y'all Grand finale, we're on our way to Cali first-class So Mr., I truly wish you would dash And stop rubbin' up on my butt cheeks, see?!? [Chorus] [Verse 4: Salt] Hell no, now bust it Yes, I'd like a drink, but I don't think That you can get me drunk enough to lay with your skunk Onion patch armpits, make me wanna hawk and spit Hawk! Spit-tooie! Groovy guy you're not Glances at my chest Freshie, you're lusting for my flesh Swole like a mole that can't find his hole Yo, cousin, the hornets keep buzzin' as I say... [Chorus]