| The lyric of Somebody S Gettin On My Nerves, Salt N Pepa's song Heyyoshow em what ya got Show em what ya got Show-show em what ya got Show em what ya got Heyyoshow em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Show-show em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Show em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Heyyoshow em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Show em what ya got... Somebody s gettin on my nerves Somebody s gettin on my nerves Somebody s gettin on my nerves Somebody s gettin on my nerves Show em what ya got Somebody s gettin on my nerves Show em what ya got Somebody s gettin on my nerves Show-show em what ya got Somebody s gettin on my nerves Forget that you re a ladyand give em what they deserve Now I ve got this real phat attitude because of all the hype Jealous-ass rappers broke as hell trying to play me on the mic So test my respectmess aroundyeahbitchjump up and get beat down Now Salt shortylight-skinnedsexyand your man know I got him screamin like a hooker in the front row So you better check my recordbetter yetbum My name is super for a recordcheck my platinum album It s not meant for you to do You even sound wack when you try to check the mic onetwoonetwo But wait I m not throughhow you livin sayin old rhymes tryin to get new? You don t work like the two to make hip-hop So you can talk until your bigsuckin lips pop The next time you try to play meyou might catch a fist to the noseho So there you go You hear talk about Pep around the way gettin skeezed Yome and my man was with Pepa last nightyo... Niggaplease You couldn t hump me if my first name was Cooty Cat Your little jimmy can t even hold your zipper back Why don t you tell the story rightman? The only skins you ever hit was the skins on your right hand You rolled up on me in your man s Beemer And I could look at you and tell you was a meat-beatin daydreamer You put the window down tryin to act real slick And started smilin like a hooker with a bag of tricks You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old I wrote a numberand I know you thought you d get humped But it was Dial-A-Date 1-900-CHUMP So why you runnin around town playin Jeopardy? Get off my bra-strapboystop sweatin me Somebody s gettin on my nerves Somebody s gettin on my nerves Somebody s gettin on my nerves Forget that you re a ladyand give em what they deserve Give em what they deserve Give em what they deserve Give em what they deserve Forget that you re a ladyand give em what they deserve Now somebody s gettin on my nervesand I m wrecked to get crazy It never fails to amaze me How people never miss a possip and just believe the gossip Instead of finding out the truth of what s up It s got my nostrils flairin I d be a fool if I believe half of the dumb shit I be hearing Cuz ev rytime I meet a guy that s got it goin on One of my jealous girlfriends gotta find something that s wrong If he s not drivin a Benz or Beemer then he s bummy Or he s sellin buddah if he s got plenty of money Now ask me whyI don t know why or well or what the hell So breakin up the code because I m someone s ??? I ve got enough problems of my own To sit up on the phone talkin about on who he s gettin bone Heyyoshow em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Show-show em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Show em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Heyyoshow em what ya got Cuz shit is gettin hot Show em what ya got Somebody s gettin on my nerves Show-show em what ya got Somebody s gettin on my nerves Show em what ya got Somebody s gettin on my nerves Forget that you re a ladyand give em what they deserve Give em what they deserve Give em what they deserve Give em what they deserve Forget that you re a ladyand give em what they deserve Show em what ya got Give em what they deserve Show em what ya got Give em what they deserve Show em what ya got Give em what they deserve Show-show em what ya got Give em what they deserve...
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