Lyrics:
Table
Our shows are for-mid-able
Oh many times we're given rhymes
That are quite unsing-able
We not so fat in Camelot
We sing from the diaphragm a lot
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
[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
To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray
His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so many tricks
If you give him ten
to be defeated
By some freak mix of Shady friends
Who may try to make this beef stick
But any chance that my foot wont' snap off
Into their greasy ass,
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
I'm gettin' paid by the pound and I got mad flow
Flip flop who's the bigger one, quick to figure one
two, three two one, ah!
Keep a pen and a pad
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
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
gay guys having sex.
[Adam Sandler]:
Well no sir, you are dead wrong.
[Man]:
Alright.
[Adam Sandler]:
Thanks for stopping by. Wow, interesting. Two
Hut for them hardcore thugs
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the highway with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it in witcha chronic main
$Hort Dawg, I
There is a whole lot going on now
T let's get this going
Hmm
Mac are you ready for this one
Yes Sir
You ready, haha ha
Yeah
You already know Na8
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
TO THE THICKEST THOT
WITH A BIGGER BOOTY THAN SIR-MIX-A-LOT'S CHICKS HAVE GOT
Deliverin' hot shit like Pizza Hut for them hardcore thugs
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the highway with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it in witcha chronic
no hypebeast though, I'm a mic beast bro
I don't recite these flows, I homicide these hoes
I got the leg of your baby mama and fiance tremblin'
Show
and candy sixes
Deliverin hot shit like Pizza Hut for them hardcore thugs
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the highway with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it
they think it's luck with me though
Aye, it doesn't matter I just say yes sir
Couple long years, now I know I'm next sir
They think they the best, but I
bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks
Fresh out the box, beat sticks
New whips fresh out the lot
Ooh
(yeah)
One cop said, Sir, you're under arrest (ha)
I laughed in jest, assumed he was just showing off for his cop friends
Opened some Chex Mix
"Sir
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
know the
Fucking half of what I've
Fucking been through!
Well, Sir Isaac Newton said the law of energy
Is, "Energy is not lost or destroyed
It is merely
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