Salt N Pepa - Groove Me

Got the phat groove on the reel...


(Can you groove with me?)

Got the phat groove on the reel


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Groove me, I need you

To groove me, I need you



So put it here, baby, open your eyes

And let me groove you

Got the phat groove on the reel

So put it here, baby, open your eyes

And let me groove you

Got the phat groove...



Salt-N-Pepa came back to the mic

It's not the end of the road

And like the boom in the bass about to explode

I got the rhymes to keep you goin' like petro

So everytime you see me on the mic

You know you just can't let go

So here we go again, sexy in a twin-pack

Straight from my eyes down to my back stacked



You're under my control

I got your heart and soul

Go down and take your time

I want you deep inside



So put it here, yeah, baby

Open your eyes and let me groove you

The music in my mic can move you

Like engine-engine number nine

I got the rump-shakin' flavor with the nasty rhyme

So if the crowd can move with me, move with me

Salt-N-Pepa said groove with me, groove with me



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So put it here, baby
Open your eyes and let me groove you

Got the phat groove on the reel

So put it here, baby

Open your eyes and let me groove you

Got the phat groove on the reel



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Well I'm the P-E-P-A, Pepa here to stay

And good when naughty so hip-hop hooray

I rock the mic like Anita freak a love song

I must say, yes, it's been so long

But now I'm back, bustin' phat rhymes, and I'm here to stay

So you got to give it up like Marv Gaye


You're under my control

I got your heart and soul

Go down and take your time

I want you deep inside


Yes, yes, I'm swingin' my rhymes at full speed

To groove with the style cuz it's full breed

I bring it home like Stephanie Mills, and then I chill

Got the phat groove on the reel

So move with the tune, yeah, move with me

Salt-N-Pepa said groove with me, groove with me



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Why don't you throw it to me now?

I mean now, yeah babe, right now

Let the bass boom-boom and pow-pow me

I like my music real loud and grimey

Slick and slimey, you may try me

But can't run no bullshit by me

Cuz Wink and I, we flow to histaticlly beat automatically

Anything else can be a lack to me, G, see

See, see what I'm sayin'?

See the crowd swayin' to the phat joint playin

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