Lyrics:
at peace
And make lotta money
I'm bout to boss up a lot
I'm bout to boss up my moves
Ain't no stupid way i'm gonna loose
I'm bout to boss up my moves
Ain't
Hey, what it is? We trying to get money in this motherfucker
I don't even know why I'm asking cause you already know what it is
Yes sir
Straight
nonsense, walk in my office
I'm focused like how a boss is, without an off switch
I'm lost in these different sauces, I'm feeling awesome
I'm stomping, you
seven-nine three one one)
With beepers
(Enter telephone number or numeric message
Press the pound key now)
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Pagers, call 'em what you
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!'
Sports-Illustrated model all in my condo
Ice in the pot
In the trap, I'm Sir Mix-a-Lot
'Bout to spend a mill on a car lot
Streets dried up
Get tied up for small packs
is your worst fear
Hook:
I don't have no time for waiting all around for
I don't really want no, hangers on my rain coat
Please sir, vultures all
(yeah)
One cop said, Sir, you're under arrest (ha)
I laughed in jest, assumed he was just showing off for his cop friends
Opened some Chex Mix
"Sir
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,
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
of breakin' off back (oh my damn)
I know that p**** flowin' so ima need life Jack (I ain’t pullin out)
Anaconda goin' dumb lookin at those buns
I, sir mix a lot
Problem is when you talk about me nothing is average
And so I planted coded language
In my opus transcript back-mask and anagrammic
Unrecorded knowing they
morals got a lot to fulfill
(Morals)
Yeah
I'm in the back and I'm breaking the bank
I'm in the back and I'm breaking the bank
I'm in the back and I'm
the music loud
I'm bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Whip, slip, slide by the dancefloor
Baby grab me by the hand say she wanna dance, oh oh
Is
goes like this
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi
goes like this
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi
the bottom
It ain't shit change (Damn)
Had to ice up my body like I got wrist pain
(Yes, sir)
Neck strain, team is on my back (Yes, sir)
Still we schemin' for
don't step
You heard about my lawfirm's rep, I check my bank
Chorus: DJ Punisher and Sir Mix-a-Lot
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! Here I am,
kill 'bout a bitch (yes, sir)
Nah, nigga, I don't want her, yeah
And I'm real 'bout this shit, nigga
Nah, nigga, I ain't Gunna, yeah (nah)
I got lot
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
might moo ya
I'm in effect with another funky groove
Posse up, Mix-A-Lot is on the move
Attack!
Attack!
Attack!
Oh, here we go, I dropped my
boss
Got flavor, be your own boss Be your own boss, be your own boss
Quick to forget and shit is simple and plain
Get to killin' it while others get
bitch
I'm an attention slut
Gave a boy my number and a picture of my butt
Texted back and forth my strap is what he needed
But he wanted it in his own ass
that ain't love
That ain't motherfucking love
Sir Mix a lot ain't done shit for me
Ain't no famous rappers out here
Making shit for the streets
My
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