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"Mix-A-Lot" - 4X
I'll Roll You Up
Yeah, how many players we got in the house?
(*yelling in background*)
How many Playboys we got in the house?

[Sir Mix-A-Lot
black sister
Gotta make her richer
So tell me what's real, partner

[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
to get off into that brand new Snoop Dogg produced by Pharrell
So everybody in the city tonight
I want to you roll your window down and turn the music up
get so bored as time goes by, I think I'll do something dirty
I pick at the floor for juicy butts and I'll make myself a smoke
A bog roll and envelope
Slice, roast those big boys
Banks don't matter you will be destroyed
Up and down the rap world goes
The radio rotation dominated by your flow
But I'm
and DJ tricks
A lot of different DJ's was on the mix
It is a proven fact, music is a universal language
From the tip of Long Island to the Verrezano
the fly chicks hanging on our tip
Keep the girlies come with my bullwhip
All sucker DJ's I will swat
Call ill hip-hop with Mix-A-Lot
There's girls that
to nights
Let the earth spin, let the years roll by
But I'll still be lovin' you
Let this road lead me on 'til the hurt is gone

But I won't forget you
to nights
Let the earth spin, let the years roll by
But I'll still be lovin' you
Let this road lead me on 'til the hurt is gone

But I won't forget 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!'
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
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
the pop's stores
It was ill on the real, but who's to die for us?
Say that I rock my own community
Ain't a damn thing owned by the you or the me
It's Koreans
and a whole lot of show
And with Hank Junior blaring on the radio
We got a tank full of gas and we was on our way

We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
said "Well take off your gun, if you want to get done
An' I'll show you that I ain't the one"
The cop rolled up his fist
Puts the handcuffs on my
And a whole lot of show
And with Hank Jr. blaring on the radio
We got us a tank full of gas
And we was on our way

We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
Punk-rock, new-wave, and soul
Pop music, salsa and rock and roll
Calypso, reggae rhythm, and blues
Master mix those number one tunes
Play that
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
sorry I kept you
Thinking of this  you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio  hand on the dial  soon
I'm sorry I kept you 
Thinking of this  you keep repeating you miss 
The rhymes from the microphone soloist 
And you sit by the radio  hand
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
lots of veggies so you'll grow up tall 
Beef and chicken so you'll be strong and all 
The dairy to help build unbreakable bones 
Hey, ice cream
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
sorry I kept you
Thinking of this  you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio  hand on the dial  soon
sorry I kept you
Thinking of this  you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio  hand on the dial  soon