Lyrics:
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
Intro)
Ay....Ay...It's Murph...Gelato...Blue Dream..uhh..uhh
(Verse 1)
They say they don't like me cause i'm way too trap
Big Murph Can't be country
Let's start a motherfuckin' riot
Riot, riot, riot, riot, riot
Let's start a motherfucking riot in this ho
Let's start a motherfucking riot in
Let's start a motherfuckin' riot
Riot, riot, riot, riot, riot
Let's start a motherfucking riot in this ho
Let's start a motherfucking riot in
boy
I smoke plenty grass boy
I'm touching on the ass boy
Go ahead and Sir Mix-A-Lot put it on the glass boy
I'm from the South boy
That's how
just a couple of name's who
Paved the way up in this game
Fresh Tracks, Rap Attack, yes Nasty Nes
Sir Mix-A-Lot and DMS
Emerald Street Boys and Kid
a molotov
Word to my mama, I'm disturbed by a lot of broads
That's word to mother, son, I cut her off
Baby, she make me cum a lot, but it come at a cost
I
a Molotov
Word to my mama, I'm disturbed by a lot of broads
That's word to mother, son, I cut her off
Baby, she make me cum a lot, but it come at a cost
I
Niggas be muggin' me, you know I'm muggin' back
Yes sir
Check me out, look
26 inches, bitch I'm sittin' crooked
Old school Chevy, faster than a silver
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
out there grooving back and forth
I want you to scream out "Sir Too $hort" (Sir Too $hort!)
Don't stop that rap (Don't stop that rap!)
And it's just
Yes sir, it's like yes sir, like Diamonds on me, know they big, burr
Ice up on me, yes I concur I don't want that bitch, I just want her
Yes sir, yes
for paparazzi never sloppy
Always cool you you the type that always lose
Always makin' money songs when yours
As short as interludes
Ask your ho, I've
on me, so cold
If you know what I know, hide your ho, big cups, I'm sippin' flamingo
I was in the spot yesterday with my pops, my grandma still play
that's a trick question (stupid ho)
Put the Karo with the water, bitch, I mix classics
Gen5 Glock 19, thirty clip saggin'
Amiri joggin' fit, dumb
Hands up, she fuckin' on everybody
Who's a nigga but me, he a slob
(Broke ass nigga)
My niggas, they lot of robbers (Ha)
I mix the za with that grabba
I
a new street, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget
The Mix-A-Lot Posse, cold rippin' up the set
My Posse's On Broadway
the building
'Til I leave and I'm done with you niggas
Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh
Big money, big
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey wow, you sure are big
Well, you know
Being big get me into a lot
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
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
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
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