Lyrics:
got back
Sir mix a lot old shit
Let me introduce myself
If u do not know Fix
Money by any means my squad Hoe
Muddy Kup Gang what I be on Tho
Baby
another shot
Damn the music loud
I'm 'bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Grip slip slide by the dance floor
Baby grab me by my hand say she
booty wiggle
Fresh drink by the pool, I got deep-spirited roots
No matter what you do, you can have your cake and eat it too
Several of the ladies are in
her games with someone else
He thinks and smokes
But all he's got time to do now is smoke
The woman is a threat, sir
She's got unpublished manuscripts
Yeah I got a lot, got a lot up on my mind
Deep emotions, different potions, all thru the night
Mix it up, wash it back, yeah I'll be alright
Pass it
'cause a *** horny
Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha, let's go
It's about 3 in the morning
Got my thang, cocked 'cause
(who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room, baby (who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room (who's bad?)
Locked eyes, got me hypnotized by you, baby
diamonds in that motherfucker, look like yellow piss
Uh, glass handle, glass pot
Baby bounce back, yeah, I'm Sir Mix-a-Lot
Looking at my Rollie, that
I'm attractive, I'm handsome, I'm gorgeous
But back in the day you used to say you can't afford this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
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
niggas from my past
Don't want me breathing no more
Almost got stabbed in my back
Ain't taking chances no more
No more, no more
I pull up tell me where I'm
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
Ayy, hit the block and sell drugs (woo, woo)
That's exactly how it was
Take the Sprite and take the codeine (and mix it)
And I pour me up a cup
Get
in a foreign door, foreign shit with a foreign bitch
Been in a corner, I got sirs waitin' for a fix
Bend her over, she won't throw it back, standing
hello?
(Hello, hello yes) Hello?
Yeah, dis Krogers?
(Yes, this is Krogers, can I help you?)
Y'all got Woods? (Excuse me?)
Like, like Backwoods
(Sir
the version they wanted to see go and call me the snyder cut
I mean I just might erupt, all you dudes looking kinda sus
Got so many badges so whether these
your back
Wouldn't be the first time that I seen you getting crazy
That's my lil baby
Lil soldier like she came from the navy
Whole lotta water, girl you
she suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot
Singer* Background Singers*
Why'd you have to go and play yourself
Girl you
off it
Shawty really off it (Shawty really off it!)
Never ever stressin'
Cause we got a lot of options (Cause we got a lot of options!)
Pull up
And Shadia, Had To Throw Peace Signs To A Lot Of Ya's
Payback, To The Same Chicks From Way Back
Never Call, Now They Wanna Be Where I Stays At
Now They Got
Rasta Roots
Ali Shaheed on the mix, man, you got this shit knockin', bro (facts, haha)
We miss you Phife, forever, nigga
Enrgy made this one
How do you do? Lunch Crew
Look
Baby, I'm a savage
I got some shooters that'll cook a nigga cabbage
My daddy didn't marry
married
Baby got back she be on it doing squats
When I'm In It I be whiping it call me sir mix a lot
Switch lanes when moods change
Excited by games
like a baseball player
With my dreads down, rockstar Jagger
(Aye) travis Barker do you feel me
(Travis do you feel me)
Yeah I failed, got back up fuck
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