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Beepers, Benzos & Booty: The Best of Sir Mix-a-Lot (Sir Mix-A-Lot) · Playlist: The Very Best of Sir Mix-A-Lot (Sir Mix-A-Lot) · A Lot of Love. A Lot of Blood (Florence + the Machine) · A Lot of Love. A Lot of Blood (Florence + the Machine) · Cumbia Mix Mix Mix, Vol. 2 (Acapulco Tropical) · Sir Duke (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · The Best of Doug Sahm & the Sir Douglas Quintet 1968-1975 (The Sir Douglas Quintet) · Sir Charles Thompson and His Band (With Coleman Hawkins) (Sir Charles Thompson) · The Best of Doug Sahm & the Sir Douglas Quintet 1968-1975 (The Sir Douglas Quintet) · Sir Douglas Quintet Live (The Sir Douglas Quintet) – and 90 other albums »


live Mix-A-Lot
You understand motherfucker I'ma hard rock
Beat 'em up and pick 'em up and make 'em miss the stick up
But my gat close range, take his
national anthem

Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot

Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
[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
[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
missing bodies in the f-fucking car lot
And when I'm mad, I get green like the Hulk
'Til my brain goes pop and then them veins go po-po-po-pow
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Let's get together & make whoopee
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Cupid shootin' arrows 3 by 3
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Forget about the do-re & think about me
to kiss, suckers throw a fist
A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain't like this

[Sir Mix-A-Lot talking]
Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin' this
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Let's get together & make whoopee
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Cupid shootin' arrows 3 by 3
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Forget about the do-re & think about me
a piece o' time
But my time can't be wasted on B.S.
So nevermind

Bad by myself
I can do bad, bad by my damn self
I can do bad by myself
Yo I done it
(instrumental) 

Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti 
Let's get together & make whoopee 
A-B-C-D-E-F-G 
Cupid shootin' arrows 3 by 3 
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti 
Forget about
on that bs but you can call it ts
'Cause we be iced the fuck out, when you see us
(Yeah)
We on that bs but you can call it ts
(This is the g-mix
of rich folks spitting on bums
A lot of hoodlums
These are just the bums that are really pissed off

Why? probably 'cause they been ripped off by
out, when you see us (yeah)
We on that BS but you can call it ts (this is the g-mix)
Cause we be iced the f*ck out, when you see us (coca, oh hoo,
F-F-Fames a costin the price ain't nice
Its like the roll of the dice
For a whole new life
But don't get my song wrong

I enjoy it a lot
Walkin around
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf***in concrete 

[Intro: Ice Cube] 
Yo if you're f***ed up, put your cups up 
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n**** what's up
we had to touch the beat cause the track is dope, nigga
And throw some bullet's at you the size of cantaloupes, nigga
A lot of niggas rolling around
seven-nine three one one)
With beepers
(Enter telephone number or numeric message
Press the pound key now)

[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Pagers, call 'em what you
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!'
Uh!

I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul
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F*ck your mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, No…
You
Chill 'cause we don't mix wit' why'all uncle Tomers
We rock those real black leather bombers
For real, Park Hill not Beverly Hills
Ya'll better be
wife because of it
But I got this life because of it
Told ya, game don't never get old

[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Yeah don't grab the game bull by
And I'm C-walkin on the motherf***in concrete 

[Intro: Ice Cube] 
Yo if you're f***ed up, put your cups up 
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, n**** what's up
a lot of games
But with you it's not the same.
For you, I'm'ma ride.
I want you by my side,
I feel like them ghetto boys. (She playin with my mind)
I'm'ma
a lot of games
But with you it's not the same.
For you, I'm'ma ride.
I want you by my side,
I feel like them ghetto boys. (She playin with my mind)
I'm'ma