My friend Katie commented on my Fudpucker’s blog below, mentioning the fact that when she and her sister were younger, they recited all of the lyrics to Salt-n-Pepa’s “Shoop” in the presence of their horrified father. It reminded me of my own Salt-n-Pepa experience.
I grew up in a neighborhood that was within walking distance of a few shopping centers. I spent many of my weekends making that short trek and would always visit Super D drugstore and Be-Bop Record Shop. One particular day I visited Be-Bop and bought Salt-n-Pepa’s “Very Necessary” album. I can only imagine the conversations the store’s hipster clerks had when I left the store. Here I was, a scrawny, very white 8th grader buying Salt-n-Pepa. I can pretty much predict what I was wearing...a Gap T-shirt tucked into khaki shorts that hit at the knee, complete with a braided belt that was looped a few times because it was too long...topped off with scrunched down white socks and loafers. Couple that with the fact that I went to junior high at Jackson Preparatory School and never missed Sunday school or youth group at St. Andrew’s Episcopal Church.
If only those store clerks knew what I did when I got home. I remember immediately heading to my bedroom and sitting on the floor in front of my boombox. I put the c.d. in and grabbed a notebook and a pencil. I listened to “Shoop” and “Whatta Man” over and over until I recorded all of the lyrics in my notebook. This took a few hours. Then I memorized the lyrics to each song. I’m not sure what the reasoning for this was, but to this day I can recite the lyrics to each song backwards and forwards. If only the store clerks could have seen me...sitting cross-legged under my pink ceiling and next to my ruffled Laura Ashley bedspread, I was perfecting my own rapping skills, spouting out, “You’re a shotgun bang...what’s up with that thang? I wanna know how does it hang? Straight up, wait up, hold up, Mr. Lover, like Prince said you’re a sexy mutha. Well, I like ’em real wild, b-boy style by the mile smooth black skin with a smile, bright as the sun, I wanna have some fun come and give me some of that yum yum chocolate chip, honey dip, can I get a scoop? Baby, take a ride in my coupe. You make me wanna shoop.”