Oooh baby I like the sound when



The switch is on and you start poundin'



Out my radio and pretty soon



Salt and Pepa will boom into the room







Clap your hands now people clap hard



Clap your hands now people clap your hands



Clap your hands now people stomp your feet



Clap your hands now people clap with me







Listen hard and tell me what you hear



Is it noise or is it def beats in your ear?



You said you want one, and now you got some



Vicious snare, high hats, and a bass drum



First the mix empress to impress you



Cutting right on time and I'll bet you



Didn't know it (did you?), you can't believe it (could you?)



Word to life, I swear, we wouldn't kid you



And she can cut it up like a wild animal



Slicing and dicing away as a cannibal does



Cuz only a beauty can make you people clap with me







Who is the best?



We are the best!



Who's one of the best?





You're one of the best!







Why am I so def? Why don't I have flaws?



Why do I cut for Salt and Pepa? Because



When my turntable talks your body will listen



To a message ??? tested and kickin'



Out of my speakers and into your sneakers



Providing conversation for the woofers and tweeters



When I play the Technics obey



Cuz I'm a fader translator, a mixboard slave



And I'm-a do like this on 'em...this on 'em







When I'm on the floor, beat is like romance



The rhythm makes love to me as I dance



And from what I see it's about to be



A relationship between beauty and the beat



Word up y'all, it's a royal ball



Turn hip-hop clubs into concert halls



Inside is live, if I use up highs



Twelve hundred ????



Power in high drive, the woofers don't lie



Opposites attract so the birthrate's high



Your chest and ribcage the bass is poking at



(Lower the what?) Stop joking...



We can't do that it possess power



You ask how-a people get louder







[Uh, step aside, sir....



Sir, will you please step aside for the....]



Salt and Pepa MC's represent beauty



We want y'all to see why we're the only



Nominee nominated representing our race



This jam is dedicated to all the pretty faces



And we're gonna rock like you like



Spinderella on the mix, Salt and Pepa on the mike



And we can satisfy your desire



We can make your body perspire



Make the men all want to get with it



Then take 'em down to the ultimate



Sounds and I say: Spinderella's not a fella



But a girl DJ