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I'll Take Your Man
by Salt-N-Pepa



Salt and Pepa's back and we came to out rap you
So get out my face before I smack you
Ho don't you know? Can't you understand?
If you mess with me I'll take you man

Well I'll take your man right out the box
And put him under my padlocks
So when you see us together chillin' in the place
Cold walkin' and sportin' him in your face
Go ahead roll your eyes suck your teeth
Keep huffin' and puffin' like a dog in heat
You can call me a crook, a robber, a thief
But I'll be your butcher if you got beef
You know what's up - I ain't no poo-putt
'Cause Pepa kick butts off dumb, young bucks like you
And the rest of your crew

If moms want static I'll dis her, too
So scram you know who I am
Damn, chick, don't play me, punk 'cause I'll take your man

I'll take your man whenever I feel like it
This ain't a threat or a bet, it's a damn promise
From me to you, your sex life's through
If you get another lover, I'll take him, too
All I have to do is say a rhyme or two
And he'll hop and leave you like a kangaroo
I'll make him heel for me even steal for me
His mother and father he'd kill for me
That's what you get for trying to play smart
Now take a hike with that slayed-up heart
Girl, you don't know if you're comin' or goin'



Look at your face - your jealousy's growin' and showin'



Don't get mad - you don't have the right



I throw below solo but ladylike on the mic



Psyche is where I win my battles



I'll handle you like a baby with a rattle



Don't make me prove to you that I can



Either give him up or get slammed - I'll take your man







I'll take your man, that's right but just for spite



Because you tried to dis me when I was on the mic



But I really don't want him, the guy ain't fly, shoot



He can't afford to buy a Fila suit



Runs the same old gear, never has fresh wear



What he whispered in my ear I can't repeat here



I don't want to seem to be so damn mean



But you're the hippiest critter I ever seen



Before I got on the stage you wished me good luck



Turned around and told your friends I suck



Well look at you now - you ain't got nobody



Searching for love in a fifth of Bicardi



You look bad, girl, you look like you're dying



Ain't no use in crying - I'll take your man







Yo, Cher, school this fool!



I'll take your man, your fiancee, your husband



You ain't Alice, this ain't Wonderland



And when I say I will you know I can



Don't mess with me 'cause I'll take your man







I'll take your man anytime, at the drop of a dime



'cause he's rappin' and strappin' so hard on mine



Everywhere I turn, everywhere I look



The brother's eyein' me down, he's staring down my throat



But he's a ducker sucker, soft-hearted punk



Goin' skiing for skeezers, stunts for blunt



So that's why y'all have so many things in common



Him for just robbin', you for lap slobbin'



I never ever went out my way to get played



Keeping guys like yours held down at bay



You know I can, I got the upper-hand



Tramp, you don't stand a chance 'cause I'll take your man







Most girls have guys that's good to go



But yours is slow - he's a freakin' a-hole



The fact still stands, there's no change in plans



"Yo, Pepa, your wish is my command!"



Now you know, you know I'll take your...man







Check him out, you see what I mean?



He's leading the pack as the fellas scream



"Go, Sandy! Get busy! Go, Sandy! Get busy!"



It's so easy to make 'em fall for me, Heather



No man can resist Salt and Pepa



Because we're perfect from head to toe



It's not speculation - your man says so



Revenge is sweet but payback's a trip



Girlfriend, you won't know which is which



But I'll tell you this: Don't try to answer this jam



Because if you do then I'll take your...



And I'll take your...



And we'll take your man
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written by AZOR, HERBY E./CLINTON, GEORGE JR/WORRELL, BERNARD G./COLLINS, BOOTSY
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing