Salt N Pepa Boy Toy lyrics

Yeah, heh heh
S-N-P, hmm, for you
Brand New, uh, uh, uh, yeah

Chorus:

Boy toy, I love you so
Temporary lover, never let you go
I spend my money on you
Boy toy, I love you so
Never no stress, let`s keep this flow
I know you feel the same way, too

Sandra `Pepa` Denton:

Where you been all my life
No diamonds on her fingers
But I know you got a wifey, boo, word to life
No proof, cuz Pepa got plans for you
Reservations for two on a flight to Honolulu
No disrespect, for losin` sweats
You take the keys to my Lex, and this here blank check
So shop till you drop, thanks to hip-hop you tight
Have you fly, F.B.I. wanna indict
Bet you shit is right, got my daisies
Goin` crazy, the 20 ways you laid me, uh
Now come and bathe me, wanna get high
Take this helicopter ride
From the westside down to the eastside
Pick a highrise, I`ll buy, uh, you know why
Cuz you`re all that, no commitments, no lies
Never settle for less, I`m the best, no stress
So rests, yes, my boy toy

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Cheryl `Salt` James:

(Seeking) Black female (Word) seeking black male (Uh)
With the nice tail, uh, not frail (That`s right)
I like `em focused, 20-20
A man that needs little but gives plenty
I`m never vexed givin` up no sex
Unless I wanna release stress
And get this shit up off my chest
Enjoy how you massage my mind, at times
Feedin` me some knowledge instead of tryin` to out rhyme
Not insecure, for sure, not bored
Send you a first class ticket when I`m out on tour
Show me a lot of love in the club
You know your place, you give me my space, stay out my face
A G worth a cristal, for you and your pals
I love to see the other women yearn waitin` on their turn
Money earnin`, more money, cash, checks
But you ain`t never met a girl like this yet

Salt: What`s up, man
You got that package I sent you
Man: Yeah I got it
Salt: Did you like it
Man: What
Salt: You know you earned it
Man: Yeah
Salt: Put the thing down right

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Deidra `Spinderella` Roper:

Me and my girls chillin` at the mall, laughing and all
Brother`s kinda tall, you think he play ball
Damn, you look live, hmmm, so fine
I think I estimate about 4.5
My pockets goes high, so we can ride
I`ll pick you up about nine-ish
Take you to the finest, masseuse
And we can get loose, sleigh la bouche styles
Get wild, I`ll bet I leave your ass with a smile
Always a mouse, Spinderella, trick cheddar
I like a good fella but I love a boy toy better

Cheryl `Salt` James:

Cheryl James, you know my name, I love the same
I check for a player with a lot of game
Not a little, not tryin` to get caught in the middle
Uh, I like my toy part like a Tonka truck
Hit the middle, uh, like Larry Zonka, what

Chorus

I`m not scared to tell you (Whoo)
S-N-P, it`s your boy toy
All day, all night
Nine-seven, like heaven, baby

Boy toy, I love you so
Never no stress, let`s keep this flow
I know you feel the same way, too

I ain`t gon` front