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Beepers, Benzos & Booty: The Best of Sir Mix-a-Lot (Sir Mix-A-Lot) · Playlist: The Very Best of Sir Mix-A-Lot (Sir Mix-A-Lot) · A Lot of Love. A Lot of Blood (Florence + the Machine) · A Lot of Love. A Lot of Blood (Florence + the Machine) · Take Care Take Care Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · I Take a Lot of Pride in What I Am (Dean Martin) · I Take a Lot of Pride in What I Am (Dean Martin) · I Take a Lot of Pride in What I Am (Merle Haggard) – and 90 other albums »


never play the game by the book
If you're livin too large, ya better watch that ass
Cause the IRS,
Is gonna take yo stash

take my money, you
Uh!

I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul
national anthem

Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot

Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
[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
the Attitude Adjustor

[Verse Two: Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Do we got gangs?  Hell yeah, brothers gotta get paid
Mickey D's ain't payin no way
So they take to the streets
[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
Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir

I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes (yes sir)
That I'm
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')

Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
Cause I'm gettin'
steady mobbin'

Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')

Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
hurried by why did they fly away.
Why is it Sir children grow up to be people one day,
What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world
steady mobbin'

Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')

Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
it's done, uh

I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I
To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray
His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so many tricks
If you give him ten
a whole lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see
hurried by why did they fly away.
Why is it Sir children grow up to be people one day,
What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world
that you won't like
(Dodge Veg-O-Matic there in the parking lot)
You had best stay home, sir, better take your bike
(Dodge Veg-O-Matic there in
Get busy!

Sir Mix-A-Lot bread the ultimate freak
So cute in a suit, my beats can see
Intelligent freak, wardrobe complete
You can fold my robe,
got childhood scars in the streets of my life
Girls laughed, now they beggin' to be Mix-A-Lot's wife
The new breed is here, vigilante's of rap
Got eyes
hurried by why did they fly away.
Why is it Sir children grow up to be people one day,
What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world
hurried by why did they fly away.
Why is it Sir children grow up to be people one day,
What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world
would try to make a star But I would rather you let me give my heart To Sir, with love Those awkward years, have hurried by why did they fly away Why is
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
The name on the chain is Mix Master Spade

Now stop, listen, my name ain't Rover
My name is DJ, I'm about to take over
I'm not a doctor or lawyer nor
blood up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to blame?
There's a lot of dead, how the hell you take the pain?
Live with
a whole lot of dough
(For real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash
I need a whole lot of cash
(Stay real)

In my lifetime, I need to see