None of Your Business lyrics

What's the matter with your life?

Why you gotta mess with mine?

Don't keep sweating what I do

Cause I'm gonna be just fine - check it out

If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight

It's none of your business

And if she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend

It's none of your business

Now you shouldn't even get into who I'm giving skins to

It's none of your business

So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time

It's none of your business

Now who do you think you are

Putting your cheap two cents in?

Don't you got nothing to do

Than worry about my friends? Check it...

[Salt:]

I can't do nothing, girl, without somebody bugging

I used to think that it was me, but now I see it wasn't

They told me to change, they called me names, and so I popped one

Opinions are like assholes and everybody's got one

I never put my nose where I'm not supposed to

Believe me, if he's something that I want, I'm stepping closer

I'm not one for playing high-pole

Like the high soditty 90210 type of ho

I treat a man like he treats me

The difference between a hooker and a ho ain't nothing but a fee

So hold your tongue tightly, wish you could be like me

You're popping all that mess only to stress and to spite me

Now you can get with that or you can get with this

But I don't give a shit cause really it's none of your business

1993, S-N-P, packing and macking

Bamboozling and smacking suckers with this track

Throw the beat back in!

If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight

It's none of your business

And if she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend

It's none of your business

Now you shouldn't even get into who I'm giving skins to

It's none of your business

So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time

It's none of your business

[Spinderella:]

How many rules am I to break before you understand

That your double-standards don't mean shit to me?

I know exactly what you say when I turn and walk away

But that's OK cause I don't let it get it to me

Now every move I make somebody's clocking

Don't ask me nothing, will you just leave me alone?

Never mind who's the guy that I took home... to bone

[Pepa:]

OK, Miss Thing never giving up skins

If you don't like him or his friends what about that Benz?

Your Pep-Pep's got an ill rep

With all that macaroni trap for rap you better step

Or better yet get your head checked

'Cause I refuse to be played like a penny cent trick deck of cards

No, I ain't hard like the bitches on a boulevard

My face ain't scarred, and I don't dance in bars

You can call me a tramp if you want to

But I remember the punk who just humped and dumped you

Or you can front if you have to

But everybody gets horny just like you

So, yo, so, yo, ho - check it, double deck it on a record butt-naked

Pep's ass gets respected, Miss, but its none of your business

If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight

It's none of your business

And if she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend

It's none of your business

Now you shouldn't even get into who I'm giving skins to

It's none of your business

So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time

It's none of your business

[Salt:]

So the moral of this story is: Who are you to judge?

There's only one true judge, and that's God

So chill, and let my Father do His job

Cause Salt and Pepa's got it swinging again [repeat to fade]