Spinderella's Not A Fella (but A Girl Dj) Lyrics - A Salt With A Deadly Pepa - Salt N Pepa

When the needle's picked up the volume's kicked up 

She's gonna fix up anything that's mixed up 

When the record gets cut the crowd is lift up 

You might think it is but 

Spinderella's not a fella what you say? 

Spinderella's not a fella that's ok 

Spinderella's not a fella watch her play 

Spinderella's not a fella but a girl DJ 

Spins you won't get 

And flip the vocal style, rip the instrumental 

Nice on a slice, swift on a mix 

Those who dis will then be dismissed 

Like a fever she'll heat up, burn, and feed her 

If you can't put up then shut the hell up 

All you mix masters and cut masters 

True grandmasters even jam masters 

Listen to what I'm sayin' on the mic 

She's hard as a man, too sexy for a dyke 

So let your ears hear what your mind can't conceive 

Got a cut for your butt on the mix y'all she's no joke 

With the microphone you're toast 

Get ya hyped and excite, mysterious as a ghost 

Check the style plus the swiftness 

Don't take my word for it, you be the witness 

No one lies when the truth is starin' them in the mouth 

The needle won't stick, it's the record they hug 

No alibis 'cause the proof is in the puddin' 

Mistakes on hip-hop breaks? She's just wouldn't 

Make believe what she can do indeed 

You're dealing with the Queen of Speed 

Cuttin' the beats with ease, makin' the record bleed 

Now then, you know what I mean 

Spinderella's not a fella what you say? 

Spinderella's not a fella that's ok 

Spinderella's not a fella watch her play 

Spinderella's not a fella but a girl DJ 

She's the inch long on the mix board 

Put your tape on pause and press record 

Never does the same cut twice in one night 

She'll go solo toe-to-toe like a vice 

Grip the turntable and flip the record over 

Heat up the party like a supernova 

Because it's a girl don't mean jack 

If Jill tried to get ill, she'd get slapped 

Wanna know her name and why she came? 

Not to cause trouble but to entertain 

I'm a tell ya don't mistake her for a fella 

The mix empress Spinderella 

Yeah, that's her title 

The God of Speed is her DJ idol 

Cuttin' like a maniac, clever as a brainiac 

Only when the scene's packed will she react to 

Anyone who dares to compare 

The comp will be too much too bear 

But this chick is big on tricks 

With her wrist she'll flip within a spilt 

Second, she's flexin' and checkin' 

The level of the power meter will not be less than 

Ten degrees, her sound won't distort 

Mixin' ain't a job to her it's a sport 

When the turntable speaks, take your advice 

My home girl is nicer than nice 

She's a , a slave to the rhythm 

If the crowd wants action then she'll give 'em 

More than they can handle, this ain't a scandal 

If the mix is mangled she'll untangle 

It with a scratch on it, ain't that a bit? 

The way she can switch from groove to groove 

With no room to improveyeah, I'm telling you 

Spinderella's not a fella what you say? 

Spinderella's not a fella that's ok 

Spinderella's not a fella watch her play 

Spinderella's not a fella but a girl DJ 

Cuts are made to be played not fade 

Spin won't behave if she ain't paid 

To get down, no let down 

Put your bets down and just check how 

She moves with the grace of a cat being pat 

The wax hits hard as a bat 

Automated just like automation 

Imitation causes irritation 

You owe it to yourself to see her 

Go backstage and meet her 

Get her autograph, take a photograph 

I know that's too much to ask 

Word, but don't give up hope 

Spinderella's not a fella, Spinderella's dope 

Spinderella's not a fella what you say? 

Spinderella's not a fella that's ok 

Spinderella's not a fella watch her play 

Spinderella's not a fella but a girl DJ