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can put a melody over this...
No
Yeah! I am the melody

Hate me
Nigga hate me
You a dummy funny
Lady
I'll name you katie
Talking shit
You like

White Gurl

E-40

My Ghetto Report Card

2006

get that hot
Then start to Sir Mix-A-Lot

[E-40] White girl (x4)

(?White girl" continues to repeat x12 in background)
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
I

to the wire baby Even when its do or die
This shit get deep You just gotta listen to this shit man

I get lonely when we argue, wish for your company
Everytime

givin' brain like a nizzerd
I ain't gettin' money, what you say, come again sir?
Sucked off in the loft, gettin' top's where I been sir
Gettin' drunk,

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

knocked down then stand up
This life will make you man up
You tell us put out hands up, just to laugh and blam us
Then they get dirty Fanta and you say you

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

five, like a demon

Time running out, but you watching me
It paid a love, but you hate for free
I just kick it with the saints, call me Brulee
How you

the sleigh dropping missiles 
Live like the Gods but die like a man
I guess it was all apart of Gods plan
Lord knows 
You done seen death by the hands of man

of the phrase paid dues 
And if you wanna emcee, you better study the craft 
Or you might get cut up and laughed at by some guys that kinda hate you 
Now I ain't

said


Tuff shit boss up you'll feel better today
Hate fades when you paid and we got cheddar to make
If they petty wish the worst but know it's better

made, a lot
Yes sir
And you know what's going on
Sheesh
Jesus Gang in the building you know
Had to turn up for the one time
Yeah
Sheesh
Quoiny
Yeah

goes on when you fall you raise yourself' a lot,a lot goes on,on man head man,you ma call me Youngstarzee aka the Rapevil let go

Everything ti ba shey

Land of Hope and Glory

Madness

One Step Beyond...

1979

to let me know, sharp at six-thirty
A-one, a-two, a-six, a-ta'
Come on you lot, come on, lights out

Family Crisis

Mase

Movement

1999

Knowin' that my life is up and down like see-saw

For days you argue and go through the phase
You blaze, you throw shade, now she hate yo' ways
No

coming out the South
So no, I am not the one, man, I just drop for fun
Still got a lot to come, 'fraid you forgot the drums, wait

Ayy, in my city I'm

(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

The (Peek-A-Boo) Game

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Seminar

1989

[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product

knowing that I gotta make
It running on my deadline
Giving out flat lines
Cause if you think that I'm feeling
Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
Its

Hook
Man I can’t 
Stop til you know that Diffy made it  man I won’t 
Stop til I’m A List when I’m graded  man I can’t 
Stop til I got a lot

I been smoking that fire ayyyy
Big boy got it on lock ayyyy
Tryna get high just like a blimp, bitch nigga you a simp
Ay ay man they wanna know lane

smoking that fire ayyyy 
Big boy got it on lock ayyyy 
Tryna get high just like a blimp, bitch nigga you a simp 
cy ay man they wanna know lane life when

a shame)

(Yeah) Yeah I ball
Got three stacks in my jeans (Yeah)
You know I gotta be dressed up by any means
(Yes sir) and if you love on me
And if you hate

Big bag I need a hunnid bands
I became a stunning man
Lay back nigga I play it cool
When you doin' good they hate on you
She keep callin' say I'm actin'