Expression Lyrics - Blacks' Magic - Salt N Pepa

You know life 

Is all about expression 

You only live once, and you're not coming back 

So express yourself, yeah 

Express yourself 

You gotta be you and only you, babe 

Express yourself 

And let me be me 

Express yourself 

Don't tell me what I cannot do, baby 

Come on and work your body 

Now Joe wanna be like Bob 

Bob got it goin' on with no job 

And everything Rob got he got from Robin 

And everything she got she got ho-hoppin' 

My girl Jilly wanna be like Jackie 

Fat rope chains and I think that's wacky 

Tom and Dick wanna be like Harry 

Little do they know he's bitin' off Barry 

Stan was a scam, but Vinnie's legit 

Mercedes coupe hometroop with no kit 

A businessman with a beeper for a reason 

Not like Tim because it's in this season 

Express yourself 

You gotta be you and only you, babe 

Express yourself 

And let me be me 

Express yourself 

Don't tell me what I cannot do, baby 

Come on and work your body 

Hey Pep, you up next 

Yes, I'm Pep and there ain't nobody 

Like my body, yes, I'm somebody 

No, I'm sorry, I'm-a rock this Mardis Gras 

Until the party ends, friends 

Yes, I'm blessed, and I know who I am 

I express myself on every jam 

I'm not a man, but I'm in command 

Hot damn, I got an all-girl band 

And I wear the gear, yeah, I want to wear it, too 

I don't care, dear, go ahead and stare (ooh) 

Afraid to be you, livin' in fear boo 

Expression is rare, I dare you 

Express yourself 

You gotta be you and only you, babe 

Express yourself 

And let me be me 

Express yourself 

Don't tell me what I cannot do, baby 

Come on and work your body 

Yo, excuse us while we rap 

Go ahead, girls, express yourself! 

My party, your party, anytime drop in 

Cold hip-hop is always rockin' 

Don't you like it when the music drop 

Jump, spread out, and stop? 

Now bring in the go-go (uh-oh) 

Look at how my butt go rock from left to the right 

You wanna step to me, groove me 

I know you wanna do me 

Come on now, fellas, don't fight 

At my door they're bum-rushin', they hear the percussion 

Sound of my go-go band 

I've long ago learned my 

Lesson it's all about expression with the real 

Salt and Pepa please stand, and 

Express yourself 

You've got to be you, babe 

Express yourself and let me be me 

Express yourself 

Don't tell me what to do, babe 

Express yourself 

And come on and work that body 

Express yourself 

You've got to be you, babe 

Express yourself 

Don't tell me what to do, babe 

Express yourself 

You've got to be you, babe 

Express yourself 

Don't tell me what to do, babe 

Express yourself 

Express yourself 

Express yourself 

Express yourself 

Express yourself