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Boom Boom Chi Boom Boom (Tom Tom Club) · Boom Boom Chi Boom Boom (Tom Tom Club) · Boom Boom Boom Boom! (Vengaboys) · Boom Boom Chi Boom Boom [Bonus Track] (Tom Tom Club) · Boom Boom Boom [Canada] (The Outhere Brothers) · Boom Boom Boom (The Outhere Brothers) · Boom! Boom! Boom! (Kelley Deal) · Bang Bang Boom Boom [US Bonus Track] (Beth Hart) · The Boom Boom Dance (Chitlins) · Sophisticated Boom Boom [Bonus Tracks] (Dead or Alive) – and 90 other albums »


[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Tightly knit, my script is legit
I'm force feedin competition, more rebel shit
Rhymes on a roll, cold yet bold
I did "Posse
your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
If your feelin' sick rub it on with Vicks
'N take two to six of our sweet super mix
Your street time is
your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket
If your feelin' sick rub it on with Vicks
'N take two to six of our sweet super mix
Your street time is
like you.
I got a hundred beats; all nicer than your joint.
Karaoke MC's need not receive G's; that's the whole point.
Be out within' the crowd; get
Dem pussy-clat boy nah wanna see me

You was stone cold lying by the full wack rhyme writing
If I had some gasoline I'd ignite it, with my lighter,
skill level at maximum
Dem pussy-clat bwoy nah want to see me
[defari]
You was stone cold lyin by the full wack rhyme writin
If i had some gasoline
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit 
Scarface is on the mix 
So yo suck a nigga dick 
Or make a nigga rich or somethin' bitch 

See I come from the place known
ones
So I collect guns!
So step right through if you're down for the wrong move
Most crews are moved by my twelve gauge boom!
How can I love when I
I smashed her toes
Mashed my pedal, boom, down she goes
Law ain't lyin', long hairs flyin'
We flipped the skeez off, dumb girl starts cryin'
Baby
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit 
Scarface is on the mix 
So yo suck a nigga dick 
Or make a nigga rich or somethin' bitch 

See I come from the place known
cities with large moons
Faith healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms
Apologize for my weird mix
What taste like hot dogs and tear drips
And looks
de menace, je vais balayer tes ventes de skeuds
Fais péter la tise, ça part en Paris by Night
Pour les fans de Barry White, pas pour les gars qui
myself a cassette, to hoop in my jeep deck
Grab the disk then dat, give my crew dap, then I jet

[Chorus]
[Kwest]
I mix my batter bigger and better
it don't mix 
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix 
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets 
Amputated, 'cause your