Lyrics:
a bad bitch know get naked come to da niz for da kniz by default
Remember when they called me washed till i sink mans boat with a one torpedo
Drugs like
Bad bitch by my side
She know that I'm the one
One of a kind
Flip her over from behind
She fuck around break her spine for me
Real down bitch
She gone
Pieces
Hook - 1
You hear me talk about them bins
Cause my pieces hit a lot
Took the flight I got ot
Yeah I’m ready for the cop
Hit my grower
indiscreet (shut up)
My energy, keep that same inner G
When you mix friend with foe, that's a deadly synergy
Bitches'll dub you and bait you with the same
the promo
Shouldn't've bothered from the start
'Cause the cancer left his lungs and it's on my grandfather's heart
Yeah, just not the side that the beat is
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
(I got one on each arm)
Double Up
I'm back up in the VIP, in a cloud of smoke
Be poundin, surrounded by all my folks
Give me another shot, damn
true, sir.
We're Who's who, sir.
I'm a Who and so is she
Mayor & Mrs. Mayor:
We're tiny little people blowing by in the air,
Wonder how and why
We're
Ball and G on the map
Nowadays I own my shit and bone bad bitches
Kickin it with rich niggaz in rollers, and candy sixes
Deliverin hot shit like Pizza
a vibe
Put in work you know she by my side
And i only call my dogs cause they gone ride
Everything spicy for the night
Lately i been feeling like I’m
you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one - hit me!
Now the year is ninety-four, in my trunk is raw
down, hell have kids of my own
Sir umm, can you spare me some change?
What do I look like?
An ATM to you?
You got no job so you're tryna make me go broke
real)
Standing on my tippy toes (for real)
Rest In Peace twenty four(for real)
I'm cool in the clutch, frozen in the whip
M-I-X man you know the deal
always with you
By my side
Babygirl we mix it up
Dirty dope
In dirty cups
Yeah girl we're just having fun
Not giving fux
Watch how we mix it up
Angel dust
Yeeeh Im badman, badman yeah
I do alot of bad things man
I do alot of hit and runs
What i say, ima proud man
Badman badman
I do alot of bad things man
I
off my DK's and she fucked us up wit the whole sneaka
And her pussy, lift yo ass cheeks up so I could see
Mix the hashes up wit the back yard boogie,
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
on the wild side of town
If you want a bad boy then baby you got it
Got a bad toy sittin' in the parkin' lot
Take you to the wrong side of the tracks
Baby you
a ride on the wild side of town
If you want a bad boy then baby you got it
Got a bad toy sittin' in the parkin' lot
Take you to the wrong side
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Five mil a year, that's Gucci
Smoke a blunt, pop a pill
Snort a line, who cares
Get the popcorn out, it's a movie
Sir Mix-a-Lot, serve bricks a lot
my side
And you wanna know where we went wrong
Heartbreak in a bottle mix my whiskey with gin and ice
Do what I gotta when I’m just tryna feel
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