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make this cream 
Member Wavey Joe fuckin up the radio
I took Scouse grime to them niggas and that's all on me 
I'm the one they're gonna call on g 
U

the speaker box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about though you just tweet a lot
Sold a couple souls for resale like the sneaker spots
Certified authentic

Baby Got Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

MTV Party to Go, Vol. 3

1993

walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to pull up tough
'Cause you noticed that butt was stuffed
Deep

the place

Take you back in the day to the debut of Gasface
Lacing up tracks up just like Andre
Mate I'll make you eat the concrete 'cause you slept on a dope

See the rise and fall
Thought they knew it all
Yeah Let the good times roll
But fuck it i don't care no more
I see the rise and fall
You don't know

Allied Meta-Forces

Canibus

Mic Club: The Curriculum

2002

the feeling is mutual
G Rap snatch the tools from you, I'll throw 'em in the crucible
Prolly throw you in there too, mix it up and make nigga-stew
If you can't

skin waddup man
Ill bliss MI shank durella Waje, thank you
Everybody in media, radio, tv print i wanna tell every body thank you very much
Tunde Alade

up, pack up your shit and walk out, no storm out
And if you need a shoulder to cry on know I'll be right there
We can even roll up some weed, smoke

again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold

Posted with the brodies don't you ever hit my line up
Distant from strangers danger lurking then your time up
Working on the day to day it's how we

to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying

getting lifted the white sir smoke alot straight getting splifted

Verse 3
I walked in swinging laughing and singing intoxicated and slightly faded
the Room

uhh
Niggas act like they tough they don't
Want the fuckin beef uhh
I don't roll up in wraps only
Up in tree leafs yeaaa
Catch ya slippin ill have ya
Ass

as raking
First placing me, racing
I will give it up, I will bet it all (bet it)
Whether all is good or bad, I'll get it off (get it)
They'll buy it for

Tell me how you feel bout this wave like the ocean
Tell me how you feel when I cause this commotion
Mix up my cup put in drive and devotion
Don't

to roll it (Up!)
 Please don't hold it (Up!), Fuck with my emotion
 Last dude I smoked with is probably still floating
 Last dude I smoked with is probably

feed you to the rats
Self made bitch I'm self paid
Every day I wake up thank God for another day
And I do this for my gang
Yea I do this shit for Twizzy

a soda pop (Pop)
In my seat, mood meek, don't wanna stir the pot (Pot)
Ice, up and down my watch
(I'm nice) I like big butts like Sir Mix-A-Lot
Bringing

Hyyerr

Kid Cudi

Man on the Moon: The End of Day [Clean]

2009

pine
And I only bring a little good for the trip,
Just in case we get blurred by five 0
'Sir you look high'
I know, but I prefer my eyes low

The Jack Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

school of fools
So come here, and look at my tools!
You can meet and greet the Glock 19 in your nostrils
I'll splatter your dreams
Plans to overthrow

and seeds, so I call up my connecta and scoop up a fat OZ
Of that KB, going for about three fifty
If you need it, we got it, playboy, just hit me
And I'll hit

they were bottle tops;
Keeping dubies in our socks,
Rolling cigars by the box,
Rapping to the cuties
With big buddies like Sir Mix-A-Lot;
Knowing we

The Jack Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

of fools
So come here, and look at my tools!
You can meet and greet the Glock 19 in your nostrils
I'll splatter your dreams
Plans to overthrow are left

in the bag
Brown boys brag, brown boys brag
Brown boys brag, we got swag in the bag

I'm making chaya
This mallu fever
I'll be waking up to
Dosa