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Come on baby, let me take you by your hand
Come on sweet thing, let me take you by the hand
Can't you see, I wanna be your candy, candy
Your candy
Mix-A-Lot's our here rappin' about biscuits now)

We from L.A. to the Carolinas
Dip them suckers in Aunt Jemima
Don't make a difference what food you make
Use
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?)
me
And gimme your lovin, gimme your lovin
Don't forget about the all-night squeezin
And don't forget about the huggin and teasin"
- overall it was
Baby, you're driving me crazy
I don't want anybody thinking about you
In the way that I'm thinking about you
Oh baby, don't give me no maybe
lovin', give me your love
Girl I'll give you everything, every single thing
We can't pretend it don't exist 
there's no need to stop and wonder why
a piece of loose sleeve paper
you wonder why I never mix and mingle
I'd rather roll a dutch and mix my single
and I don't know about ya'll but I'm workin
Here I go, I don't give a damn if you with me
Stupidity, shit I'm the reverse of jiggy
All that prettiness running on empty
Only wusses need pity,
the washin' machine
So by the time that you got home I guess I was a little mean

Well, you and me got into a terrible fight
And we stayed up yellin' at each
felt this high
Must be somethin' special about 
The way you're lovin' me tonight

You know that-a I
I can't remember when I felt this right
Lovin
White's throat box
I bet you those cops mix
Double high tower my power grants me the chicks
The blows the cars and enemies that want to spar
You want
Henny
Lovin' be good 'n' plenty when she sippin' on Remy
Not many like me, I like when you do, what you do
To excite me, it's all about you, then it's
The Last Poets - updated by Ethan]

I love niggas, because niggas are me. And I should only love that which is me. I love that you niggas go
don't care about you
Ain't a single word about it true

'Cause when it gets right down to it
I'm in love with you and baby, you should know it by now
When
they lovin' it 

Huggin' it 

Like it's they best friend 

Cause it is 

Word to mix 

Fuckin' with tricks is just biz 

I deal with strictly
you softly
How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off me 
TV, Movies, and Records and Tours
So many busters wearing Versace I don't wear it no
said it was all right

And the time passed by, I started realizin'
You kept me in a prison
Felt like breakin' free and that was not surprising
I
The Last Poets - updated by Ethan]

I love niggas, because niggas are me. And I should only love that which is me. I love that you niggas go
single right now boo (True)
And I got a perfect spot for a tattoo (Oh)
I get ya name more than once if I have to (Yeah)
Me and you up at a classic then
calling this American dream
And why you looking up for a role model
You be your model
Look who we follow
Niggas forgot about the problem
And single parent
ya like a ba-by
You got me thinkin' about ya, dreaming 'bout ya
Crazy!
What you wanna do do do?
It's just me and you, you, you
What ya doin?

In
dad's a lush, so all we really had was us, what?

Wit me? it started like this, sip a six, get some chips
And about a half a brick
Now the whole
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
my souls controlled by the late billy holiday, me and eric
Strung got all the way, rainy alarm with the charm of a nickel
As barm, then I sell you
to achieve?
Let go of your throat if you're dying to breathe
And finally we've begun to make a little progress
Ain't a single dock in this river that can stop