歌曲 | Somma Time Man |
歌手 | Salt-N-Pepa |
专辑 | Very Necessary |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : James, Wynn | |
Somebody's knockin' at my door [yo, yo!] [who is it?] | |
Somebody's ringin' my bell [open the door!] [i'm comin'] | |
Somebody's knockin' at my door [let me in, please] [damn!] | |
Somebody's ringin' my bell [come on, baby] | |
It's your man driving to my house every day | |
Trying to get a play but i say no way | |
Keep him on a leash cuz he's a d-o-g | |
Hot-diggity-dog comin' for my coochie | |
Boom-bam-boom, knock-knock-knock | |
Waking up my moms, waking up my pops, somebody call the cops | |
And get this fool off my stoop, see | |
Can you believe that your man is a groupie? | |
Not-not dedicated, ought to get him spaded | |
Cut the nuts and get his shots upgraded | |
So what ya feed him at home? it must be bones | |
Give him some meat so he can leave me alone | |
He's a somma time man, so what ya gonna do? | |
Like eddie murphy said, "yes, your man, too" | |
Chorus | |
He's a somma time man, some of hers, some of mine | |
He's a somma time man, get ya some of the time | |
He's a somma time man, some of yours, some of mine | |
He's a somma time man all year 'round | |
(repeat) | |
Now here's a description of the (nigga) that i'm dissin' | |
If your man fits this category then dismiss him | |
You gotta dig him, get rid of him, have no pity for him | |
Send him on his way, yeah, girl, and forget about him | |
He's got a problem, and it's similar to drugs | |
Not weed, cocaine, crack or dud, it's an erection, huh | |
He's a mission, a sexual transition | |
Addiction, affliction, so girls, sign the petition | |
He's a man that likes easy pickin' | |
Thinking that every girl is like easy stickin' | |
You gotta realize that girls are not store-bought | |
Like newports, a pack of cigarettes smoked to the butt | |
So now i know that what i know i know is now true | |
You're being true to lovin' a brother that's not with you | |
You wanna bootie smack from the back | |
But if you come like that you might catch a diggum smack | |
He's a somma time man | |
[yo, this is dedicated to all you somma time fools | |
And you know who you are | |
Sometimes you will, sometimes you won't | |
Now you see 'em, yo, now you don't | |
1993, you know what i'm sayin'? | |
It's time to be true to the paid | |
Cuz this aids thing's goin' crazy | |
So don't you ain't throw it out there, baby] | |
Chorus | |
He's a somma time man, a summer somma time | |
Especially when it's hot sex is always on his mind | |
Lookin', dippin' and dog your short skirts, no stockings | |
No matter who it is, long as he's boot-knockin' | |
??? | |
??? | |
La-di-da-di all the way to ? | |
Runnin' through girls like it's musical punanee | |
So come one, come all, he try to right you all | |
With that greater than tibet-time free-fall | |
Talking that same old same lame ??? | |
Diggity-yack cat brother talking that bullcrap | |
But everytime he parts his lips | |
It's funny because i always seems to smell his (shit) | |
From june, july, august, september | |
All year-round so girls, just remember | |
Chorus |
zuo ci : James, Wynn | |
Somebody' s knockin' at my door yo, yo! who is it? | |
Somebody' s ringin' my bell open the door! i' m comin' | |
Somebody' s knockin' at my door let me in, please damn! | |
Somebody' s ringin' my bell come on, baby | |
It' s your man driving to my house every day | |
Trying to get a play but i say no way | |
Keep him on a leash cuz he' s a dog | |
Hotdiggitydog comin' for my coochie | |
Boombamboom, knockknockknock | |
Waking up my moms, waking up my pops, somebody call the cops | |
And get this fool off my stoop, see | |
Can you believe that your man is a groupie? | |
Notnot dedicated, ought to get him spaded | |
Cut the nuts and get his shots upgraded | |
So what ya feed him at home? it must be bones | |
Give him some meat so he can leave me alone | |
He' s a somma time man, so what ya gonna do? | |
Like eddie murphy said, " yes, your man, too" | |
Chorus | |
He' s a somma time man, some of hers, some of mine | |
He' s a somma time man, get ya some of the time | |
He' s a somma time man, some of yours, some of mine | |
He' s a somma time man all year ' round | |
repeat | |
Now here' s a description of the nigga that i' m dissin' | |
If your man fits this category then dismiss him | |
You gotta dig him, get rid of him, have no pity for him | |
Send him on his way, yeah, girl, and forget about him | |
He' s got a problem, and it' s similar to drugs | |
Not weed, cocaine, crack or dud, it' s an erection, huh | |
He' s a mission, a sexual transition | |
Addiction, affliction, so girls, sign the petition | |
He' s a man that likes easy pickin' | |
Thinking that every girl is like easy stickin' | |
You gotta realize that girls are not storebought | |
Like newports, a pack of cigarettes smoked to the butt | |
So now i know that what i know i know is now true | |
You' re being true to lovin' a brother that' s not with you | |
You wanna bootie smack from the back | |
But if you come like that you might catch a diggum smack | |
He' s a somma time man | |
yo, this is dedicated to all you somma time fools | |
And you know who you are | |
Sometimes you will, sometimes you won' t | |
Now you see ' em, yo, now you don' t | |
1993, you know what i' m sayin'? | |
It' s time to be true to the paid | |
Cuz this aids thing' s goin' crazy | |
So don' t you ain' t throw it out there, baby | |
Chorus | |
He' s a somma time man, a summer somma time | |
Especially when it' s hot sex is always on his mind | |
Lookin', dippin' and dog your short skirts, no stockings | |
No matter who it is, long as he' s bootknockin' | |
??? | |
??? | |
Ladidadi all the way to ? | |
Runnin' through girls like it' s musical punanee | |
So come one, come all, he try to right you all | |
With that greater than tibettime freefall | |
Talking that same old same lame ??? | |
Diggityyack cat brother talking that bullcrap | |
But everytime he parts his lips | |
It' s funny because i always seems to smell his shit | |
From june, july, august, september | |
All yearround so girls, just remember | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : James, Wynn | |
Somebody' s knockin' at my door yo, yo! who is it? | |
Somebody' s ringin' my bell open the door! i' m comin' | |
Somebody' s knockin' at my door let me in, please damn! | |
Somebody' s ringin' my bell come on, baby | |
It' s your man driving to my house every day | |
Trying to get a play but i say no way | |
Keep him on a leash cuz he' s a dog | |
Hotdiggitydog comin' for my coochie | |
Boombamboom, knockknockknock | |
Waking up my moms, waking up my pops, somebody call the cops | |
And get this fool off my stoop, see | |
Can you believe that your man is a groupie? | |
Notnot dedicated, ought to get him spaded | |
Cut the nuts and get his shots upgraded | |
So what ya feed him at home? it must be bones | |
Give him some meat so he can leave me alone | |
He' s a somma time man, so what ya gonna do? | |
Like eddie murphy said, " yes, your man, too" | |
Chorus | |
He' s a somma time man, some of hers, some of mine | |
He' s a somma time man, get ya some of the time | |
He' s a somma time man, some of yours, some of mine | |
He' s a somma time man all year ' round | |
repeat | |
Now here' s a description of the nigga that i' m dissin' | |
If your man fits this category then dismiss him | |
You gotta dig him, get rid of him, have no pity for him | |
Send him on his way, yeah, girl, and forget about him | |
He' s got a problem, and it' s similar to drugs | |
Not weed, cocaine, crack or dud, it' s an erection, huh | |
He' s a mission, a sexual transition | |
Addiction, affliction, so girls, sign the petition | |
He' s a man that likes easy pickin' | |
Thinking that every girl is like easy stickin' | |
You gotta realize that girls are not storebought | |
Like newports, a pack of cigarettes smoked to the butt | |
So now i know that what i know i know is now true | |
You' re being true to lovin' a brother that' s not with you | |
You wanna bootie smack from the back | |
But if you come like that you might catch a diggum smack | |
He' s a somma time man | |
yo, this is dedicated to all you somma time fools | |
And you know who you are | |
Sometimes you will, sometimes you won' t | |
Now you see ' em, yo, now you don' t | |
1993, you know what i' m sayin'? | |
It' s time to be true to the paid | |
Cuz this aids thing' s goin' crazy | |
So don' t you ain' t throw it out there, baby | |
Chorus | |
He' s a somma time man, a summer somma time | |
Especially when it' s hot sex is always on his mind | |
Lookin', dippin' and dog your short skirts, no stockings | |
No matter who it is, long as he' s bootknockin' | |
??? | |
??? | |
Ladidadi all the way to ? | |
Runnin' through girls like it' s musical punanee | |
So come one, come all, he try to right you all | |
With that greater than tibettime freefall | |
Talking that same old same lame ??? | |
Diggityyack cat brother talking that bullcrap | |
But everytime he parts his lips | |
It' s funny because i always seems to smell his shit | |
From june, july, august, september | |
All yearround so girls, just remember | |
Chorus |