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[ CHORUS ]
	You can lead yo horse to water
	But you cannot make him drink	
	I'm just tryin to spit some game
	So you might want to stop and think
[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
But there’s so many of them

I’m sorry, is this not your speed?
Hamilton

Ready, sir
Have Lafayette take the lead

Yes, sir

A thousand
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!'
of government (what?)

His own plan for a new form of government (what?)	 
 
Talks for six hours
The convention is listless

Bright young man

Yo, who
tie wearin' bolo champ
Comin' straight out the box with a bolo champ'
Yo he a beast with the sugar and yeast, mix it in pots
Like the way his release
Uh, what what, yo yo P-5-D uncut 
Check it out, yo yo, S-P uncut 
Yo yo, what P-5-D uncut, yeah yeah it's that Philly shit 
Yo yo, check it out,
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm happy
been through a lot, I deserve a lot, this work's fine

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
bad that's my mistake, I was just gonna tell you then
I just bought me 5 new Polos, 'cause see I'm partial to that logo
That horse is just so Bubba,
Wahlberg was Marky Mark
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix hen' with Bacardi Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by
Mark Wallburg was Marky Mark
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix in with Bacardi Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
the cartridge
Darkman, by the Bee can, he can
Can we, can, I can.. Yeah!
Don't worry, don't worry, strawberry
Mint-pep', rum and raisin 'cause he ate a plate
Your not promised tommorrow
(You know what I'm sayin)
We are livin by the bottle
(The pages of life turn every day)
Be careful what you follow
[ Hell Razah ] 
Your not promised tomorrow
 ( You know what I'm sayin )
We are livin by the bottle
 ( The pages of life turn every day )
Be careful
his function and how does he lead you?
He directs us by with signals various vocal noises.
Vocal noises? vat are some of the noises?
Eh, peep.
Peep?
niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it with some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
money to slum kids, kings will pillows
Leave your body, yo, under the dumpsters
Take money suitcases, bracelets and cake mix
Come out the hole, this is
pillows
Leave your body, yo, under the dumpsters
Take money suitcases, bracelets and cake mix
Come out the hole, this is weight flix
So much bread, we build
like a game
Ain't gonna give you no fame by callin out your name
Just explain how I do it and, lead by example
Stay away from repetition don't wanna
the backseat handcuffed
But that's when another cop car rolled up
He said, "Yo -- you gotta let em slide
We caught the motherfuckers over on the Westside"
He
he lifts with the force of a horses kick
Multiplied by the reason why god exists, and makes Thor his bitch!
Horror flick like imagery, organs