Lyrics:
the shower, it was boiling hot
So I stayed there a hour, cause I like it a lot
Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne
Then I called up Earl
show, by now maybe you know
Who don't scheme, but knows more lines than coke fiends
Closing dark plates, it's hot and smoking
Sneaky green slow flow,
the locker room
You can't abide change
You're at home on the range
You opened your suitcase
Behind the old workings
To show off the magnum
You deafened
(Like damn)
Like damn
Soto back in the mix, they like damn
See me stacking my chips, they like damn
Getting shade from a fan, I'm like damn
Oh she
starvin' then you food and I'm eatin' your plate
And then you seein' me skate on to the next one
Yes, sir, I'm eatin'
Right now, we blessed, bruh
Can't roll
Mix-A-Lot baby got back
You think you scary for carrying a gat
Blood on cement
Imma make you go splat
Obvious winner just look at the stats
And the stacks
Cosmo made us think we're fat
Like Sir Mix a Lot we're not down with that
Or trying to sell us shit to make us look hot
But then Helen Gurley Brown
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
and they pumping me (pause)
W.A.S.T.E Squad W.A.S.T.E Squad
We Roll thick my Posse On Broadway Sir Mix-A-Lot shit Wander and survive through everything when
it
I'm with the clique and we
Thick like fat bitches
I got the work in the pot
I got the work in the pot
Do it so much my bitch call me Sir Mix-A-lot
let it rock
Cook a beat and kill a beat
I'm reverse hunting, come in hot
Everything I do, I do it top notch 'cause baby why not
Like Sir Mix-A-Lot, I
finesse, they can't teach this shit in school
Come take a class, I can show you what to do
Bitch I'm whipping in the lab
Watch me mix it in the booth (yeah)
come and take a look inside
Ay, I won’t kiss ass when I need help coz
I got a lot of pride (Yes sir)
Had to drop off all the fake ones
Coz they took me
to understand this ain't just a dream If you live it how he show it, know it's guaranteed
If you live it how he show it, know it's guaranteed A lot of things
neck
I'm really up next
Two door coupe, I been pushing a vet
Now she tryna have sex
Surrounded by dogs like I opened a vet
They only bark when it's time
get back skillz, my get back skillz.
I hurt my ass off by Drink-A-Lot,
But I'm about my cash,
But if an,
Ignit mutha fucka want to step to me,
Visionin’ left like ten times two
Wet try youts, test my tunes
Next rhymes left that dead white yout
Tick tack toe, mix match flow
Hit back quick snap, kit
Unanimous decision, that's the last slide I got a hittin' man lurkin', he on standby
Lapped him for the second time, ran by He said, damn, you not
niggas, but show you the plays
Not a bit passive, the way that I was in the past
Cause you people be lackin' and shit
Only am moved by the verbs
Most these
It's Swilk G, bitch, duck
Thanks for choosing we winning, been winning, yes sir, we in it
Vote out to send it, get you some business, a boss
a bronco
Runnin my own show
And pullin the look a like Marilyn Monroe hoes
And me and Bo got together
Made sense
Spent many nights in Mt. Clemens
on the road
Every show got a bag full of blow and Patron
All my niggas getting throwed like they 'posed to
'Cause life is short and filled with lots of grief
You got the kid onna' tour
I'm upset set set set
Whole new tec tec tec
Cops that came to the door
Shit what's next next next
This ain't nothing for
Guns, guns, guns!
Guns, guns, guns!
Looks like fun, doesn't it?
Well, rocking and rolling on full auto is a lot of fun.
"we felt the women had
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