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[Verse 1 - Sir Mix-A-Lot] 1977 was a no cocaine in my hood-ject The brothers was stuck on Chuck without a mind set I got tired of watchin "Good
bit I'm coming as ebit Got on big hoes at Freaknit frequently your telling me Won and worn your rockets, so, he ain't put no scratch in my pocket
was the first to produce mix and write At the same time up in the club rockin the mic? Who was the first to have a DJ and a side man? The first
5 baby mothers 1 live on my block Shinin' in the club Chickens showin' love Cash bubblin' from pimpin' and drugs He a real pretty cat He get
sockets My fantasy is hidin used condoms in your pockets while you chill, here's a towel, plus your Massengil That's word like Pete Rock's, let's
[Lil' Wyte] Strolling in the club VIP automatically First three drinks are free as long as I get the vodka and some green Walk back to my seat hoes are
off, and my dick'll go soft. Never mix business with your sickness. Enemy see me flippin' in the picnic with your little divide and conquer, My
5 baby mothers, 1 live on my block Shinin' in the club, chickens showin' love Cash flow bubblin' from pimpin' and drugs He a real pretty cat, he get
(Chorus:2x) Now would you let me put my ass in ya face (in ya face), would you let me put my ass in ya face, if I let you bend me over by the waist (by
the reason my folks are walkin the yard Or gettin they guts some Tryin to make it home but I think they Safer in that pin cause niggas on gin be lettin them
Never mix business with your sickness Enemy see me flipin in the picnic With your lil' divide and conquer But my sister was ready to bomb her! Get off