Текст песни Salt-N-Pepa w Spinderella - Boy Toy
Salt-N-Pepa w Spinderella - Boy Toy слова песни
Yeah, heh hehS-N-P, hmm, for youBrand New, uh, uh, uh, yeahChorus:Boy toy, I love you soTemporary lover, never let you goI spend my money on youBoy toy, I love you soNever no stress, let`s keep this flowI know you feel the same way, tooSandra "Pepa" Denton:Where you been all my lifeNo diamonds on her fingersBut I know you got a wifey, boo, word to lifeNo proof, cuz Pepa got plans for youReservations for two on a flight to HonoluluNo disrespect, for losin` sweatsYou take the keys to my Lex, and this here blank checkSo shop till you drop, thanks to hip-hop you tightHave you fly, F.B.I. wanna indictBet you shit is right, got my daisiesGoin` crazy, the 20 ways you laid me, uhNow come and bathe me, wanna get highTake this helicopter rideFrom the westside down to the eastsidePick a highrise, I`ll buy, uh, you know whyCuz you`re all that, no commitments, no liesNever settle for less, I`m the best, no stressSo rests, yes, my boy toyChorusCheryl "Salt" James:(Seeking) Black female (Word) seeking black male (Uh)With the nice tail, uh, not frail (That`s right)I like `em focused, 20-20A man that needs little but gives plentyI`m never vexed givin` up no sexUnless I wanna release stressAnd get this shit up off my chestEnjoy how you massage my mind, at timesFeedin` me some knowledge instead of tryin` to out rhymeNot insecure, for sure, not boredSend you a first class ticket when I`m out on tourShow me a lot of love in the clubYou know your place, you give me my space, stay out my faceA G worth a cristal, for you and your palsI love to see the other women yearn waitin` on their turnMoney earnin`, more money, cash, checksBut you ain`t never met a girl like this yetSalt: What`s up, man You got that package I sent youMan: Yeah I got itSalt: Did you like itMan: WhatSalt: You know you earned itMan: YeahSalt: Put the thing down rightChorusDeidra "Spinderella" Roper:Me and my girls chillin` at the mall, laughing and allBrother`s kinda tall, you think he play ballDamn, you look live, hmmm, so fineI think I estimate about 4.5My pockets goes high, so we can rideI`ll pick you up about nine-ishTake you to the finest, masseuseAnd we can get loose, sleigh la bouche stylesGet wild, I`ll bet I leave your ass with a smileAlways a mouse, Spinderella, trick cheddarI like a good fella but I love a boy toy betterCheryl "Salt" James:Cheryl James, you know my name, I love the sameI check for a player with a lot of gameNot a little, not tryin` to get caught in the middleUh, I like my toy part like a Tonka truckHit the middle, uh, like Larry Zonka, whatChorusI`m not scared to tell you (Whoo)S-N-P, it`s your boy toyAll day, all nightNine-seven, like heaven, babyBoy toy, I love you soNever no stress, let`s keep this flowI know you feel the same way, tooI ain`t gon` front