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dollar stealth bomber fails to fly successfully
And you say I should be proud of this song
Think about it AMERICA!

Verse One: Sir Mix-a-Lot

I'm
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?)
Smooth like Shaq come her girl!

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 lookin' for
Ha he, he!
Why Mix-A-Lot cotton picker you freak skinnin' the cats
Why don't you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down

Put
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
"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
can you be a hustler?
Not if you is an undercover busta

[Verse 1: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
What about this motherfucking aintsta
Wannabe gangsta
Sittin' in
Leaving my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong, and weak from strong.  
That's a lot to learn.  
What!  What can I give you in return?
Leaving my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong, and weak from strong.  
That's a lot to learn.  
What!  What can I give you in return?
if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he
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,
Leaving my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong, and weak from strong.  
That's a lot to learn.  
What!  What can I give you in return?
Tell 'em

Well, I'll meet you at seven in the parking lot
(Dodge Veg-O-Matic there in the parking lot)
We can all just stand by my car, you know,
to kiss, suckers throw a fist
A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain't like this

[Sir Mix-A-Lot talking]
Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin' this
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
Leaving my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong, and weak from strong.  
That's a lot to learn.  
What!  What can I give you in return?
'take' instead of 'tike! 
Why can't the English teach their children how to speak? 

This verbal class distinction, by now, 
Should be antique. If you
'take' instead of 'tike! 
Why can't the English teach their children how to speak? 

This verbal class distinction, by now, 
Should be antique. If you
have to call her name she'll know it's meant for her
Play me that song of sadness and I'll be grateful to you sir
Oh please Mr. D.J. play that song I
And it's not the way you hear him tell it
Cause she never did nobody wrong
I have no blues today cause he drove her my way
Just so he could put it in
alright then, I can not stop her. 
The makeup box has always got, 
Ever such a lot of odds and sods, in there to offer. 
She needs paints to make her
the Crowbar with some common sense
You can stay hella bent, I be at the water stackin presidents

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 2: Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
One of these
Gonna tell you a story; some kind of a breakfast conspiracy
Breakfast in bed, sir?
Breakfast in bed, sir?
Ah, no thanks, not today
In fact, I'd far
can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and probably barf
And my prediction is you're probably fall
Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark
This is how we used to get the party start
We used to mix hen' with bacardi dark
And when it kicks in, you can