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hundred and fifty feet
And six steps from where she stay, she waving me 'cross the street
I pulled up a smile on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two
her loose like an uncle luke anthem
I'm two blocks away 250 feet and six steps from where she stay
She waving me 'cross the street
I pulled up
Mix, mix, stop now move around 
Mix, mix, stop now move around

Steppin' up to the mic.
Mic 1, mic 2.
Rollin' step out the bathroom stall we got
all the time 
I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step 
Yep it's goin' down 

[Chorus: x2]

I got to have you, baby uh, I feel it 
I got to have
do I wont be true to my game
Word up

I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix I'm in love with two women
That's word to moms
I
The warmest welcome to everybody reading the manual 
The manual gives you the basic information 
The ingredients and the six step easy to follow
guide

One, if you have hash you need to heat it and crumble it
If it's weed, you need to remove the seeds first
And then crumble it as well

Two
The warmest welcome to everybody reading the manual 
The manual gives you the basic information 
The ingredients and the six step easy to follow
[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play
I say hey hey everybody come on let's go for a ride, motorvating,
Yeah grab your baby and pull her right by your side, motorvating,
Go around
market
What you think we'll aim for next is the hot target

I'm a sharp shooter lyricist by trade
The terror part improves when they step to the stage
Them
let's go

Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got two chick that got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up (One on each arm)
You know I'm bout
dissin'
Back on the four lane freeway
Next stop, the two-one-three, L.A.
The two-one-three is rough
But the Mixalot game is tough
Spot a young girl and I
freak in Sac is dissin'
Back on the four lane freeway
Next stop, the two-one-three, L.A.
The two-one-three is rough
But the Mixalot game is tough
doin', get-it get-it while you can
By the eighth, by the ounce, when it's gone I'ma bounce
It's the F-L-A-V, no if's or maybe's
You know what I do,
(";A loser!";)

I crack another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do
Who threw that 2-you? I'm rollin the whole fuckin crew
One by one niggaz come
I been in this game for years, it made me a animal
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Your game
On some Queens bridge survival shit, we strike like that 
Full force, we blast at your main source 

As I sit back don, I think about my past 
When my
ambulances, by the wheelchair

Dangerous action, I'm the movie, I'm the main attraction
Fuck up your front lawn with m&m's, jiffy popcorn
Piss in your
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)

Rushin' up
as a project
The style is hectic
Guess I'm left with
A system skeptic
The truths I'm droppin'
From the pulpit I'm yellin'
Inspired by gunshots from
wood in the wall of fire. 
One step, two step. Make you reach little high. 
You askin' why oh why you have to make it bad so why oh. 
Inna me carkey
crib
Let's go

Step up out the club with a dizzy head
I got two chicks both got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up
You know I'm 'bout to double up
you expect man
Just to get a glimpse girls breaking they neck man 
Blinded by the light glistening off the brake lane
Bow hot as ever I ain't lost no
the steelo 

Kilos ain't flipped so my ass is broke 

Catch me on two-five, steamin the choke 

Like the sauna word is bond I, step to a hoochie