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and plums
His favorite food, I told his mum
Wait for him at the end of the slide
When he climbs the stairs, stay by his side

I heard you got some rain
want to mix with that kind?
Did you really want to be that way?

Well the high school beauty
Yeah, I heard she drowned
In borrowed ways
They found
never hum drum dating some chum
With her thumbs strumming a guitar
You'll find the chicks slicker and they mix quicker by far

Sounds like a great,
the bass in the mix 
You know what's next bitch 
I'm sure to get rich 

[Chorus]

Ha ha 
I'd be the thuggin' ass outlaw 
Til my fuckin' casuct drops
do, fuck it

CHORUS

passes by - like a train, like the strangers all around
passes by - like a pain, like the only friend I've found
but if you
Like Magellan we was over by my man catchin' paper.
Frankie on the cubes. And fisty on the sabre I
Was on the mix mad drinkin that is when I found
Verse one: bushwick bill

I told you size wasn't shit
That's why I murdered your neices
Wasn't my fault they found they head cut in 88 pieces
Don't
I've been trying to develop an alternative fuel from a mix of all natural substances,
But the mix was highly volatile until we found a catalyst
peaches and cream
That's why some are found floating face down in the main stream

I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live
When you was
mix it up
If you wanna get numb, put some ice on it
This that, this that, shake it, mix it up
Pain, mix it up and drink it.

One shot for
the bass in the mix 
You know what's next bitch 
I'm sure to get rich 

[Chorus]

Ha ha 
I'd be the thuggin' ass outlaw 
Til my fuckin' casuct drops
of it
Time sure flies when you're burning one
It was three A. M. when I got home
My wife was mad at me
Till I gave her that CD
With a mix of her
peaches and cream
That's why some are found floating face down in the main stream

I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live
When you was
my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alma mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down then swallow
I hope you
the crowd, crowd around 
People are peepless, cause the soloist found 
Phrases, thoughts, made by the are of course 
One thing I do is keep em different,
creatin the sound
That make the people want to spaz 'til they give him the crown
F*** around you'll turn up missin just to never be found
It ain't safe
make the people want to spaz 'til they give him the crown
Fuck around you'll turn up missing just to never be found
It ain't safe no more, it ain't
Drivin' down the motherfuckin' highway 
The flyway hey bitch  you goin' my way? 
Now I got a passenger 
I look at the miniskirt  now I'm askin'
(chorus) x2
Die!!!, I choose before you
One by one we will pick you
You will die!!!
(fuck it....psychological)

Verse one:
Siccmade music comin up
Intro:
Mr. Mix Mr. DJ play that beat. 
Won't you play if for me. In the mix mister hop
forward hop back. Hop, hop hop.

Verse 1:
The second somebody
’ll take your hands
You’ll take my face
And everywhere home will
Be a good place

I found myself there a collagin’
With all of the human race
A dancer
And it's stinking up the whole house ay
I been mix matchin' designers ay
I get a hundred dollar line up ay
I bought the plasma for the weekend ay
You
somewhere and
I'm still hanging in there
I will ring a bell
until you feel me by your side

The world has been in
a mix too long,
there's no peace when
you
the weather like in Seattle?

[ Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
All my ex's, eat this one

(You can have her)

[ VERSE 1 ]
I used to have this girl, let's say her name was Mona
In Hollywood they have a different language that they speak
It's spoken by those folks who went to school for just one week
It's found inside