Brown skinned cutie with a big bootie  
 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  
  
 [Next verse, time to make your head burst]  
  
 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 suped boots and all of your pursuits  
 Have led to the bed so we can go dilla  
 So we can go loup-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  
  
 Listen, mister, you may possess to be in  
 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 flavored skin (??)  
 ??? grand finale  
 We're on our way to Cali first-class  
 So miss, I truely wish you would dash  
 And stop rubbin' up on my buttcheeks  
 See...  
  
 CHORUS  
  
 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  
 On your patch armpits, make me wanna hot spit  
 Hot spa-doohy, groovy guy you're not  
 Glances at my chest  
 Freshie, you're lusting for my flesh  
 Slow like a mole that can't find his hole  
 Float cousin, the hornets keep buzzin' as I say...  
  
 CHORUS