Lyrics:
Deliverin' hot shit like Pizza Hut for them hardcore thugs
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the highway with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it in witcha chronic
and candy sixes
Deliverin hot shit like Pizza Hut for them hardcore thugs
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the highway with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it
Hut for them hardcore thugs
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the highway with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it in witcha chronic main
$Hort Dawg, I
it be
nine times out of ten niggas like me
pimps
Ya that's right
we trying to teach all these lames, you know
how to do this shit
cause it's really
to get wit´ ya.
I won´ cuss, o´ hit ya.
But I´ve got to be straight
When I say I want to...
Til´ the break o´ dawn,
Baby, got it goin´ on,
A lot o´ pimps
just so round, it's like, out there, I mean— gross. Look!
She's just so... black!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers
dollar stealth bomber fails to fly successfully
And you say I should be proud of this song
Think about it AMERICA!
Verse One: Sir Mix-a-Lot
I'm
watchin' yo mental mix is gettin' twisted
Who is this? In the kitchen wit fixings for the come up
Servin' rocks on the block till it get hot snitch we
a fact
A lil bit of everything to be exact
Think party mix chips
When I call her a snack
And no Sir Mix-A-Lot
Ain't a part of this track
But she got
a thing for a brother like me
Uncle Sam want to buy another missile (yep)
Strip Mix-a-Lot straight down to the gristle (mm)
I made a few mil'
the tarp, sir
I'm growin' weed for my mama there
I've got a paved driveway and photos in the hallway of me on my Harley
And I did it my way
See, hip-hop
can you be a hustler?
Not if you is an undercover busta
[Verse 1: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
What about this motherfucking aintsta
Wannabe gangsta
Sittin' in
much
Now you about to get fucked in your dirty butt
You never seen a pimp like me, out here whorin'
Shut your fuckin' mouth and you'll be out by
like the pimp shit, take a trip, if I like it a pimp get
Back floor, laid flow, UGK is back oh!
Free!
I'm free! (then they got the word that they
doin' it "Full" (full)
We shake fake niggas (niggas) If you ain't "Cool" (cool)
You can't hang wit' us (hang wit' us) all access (access)
I fuck wit' real
through the grapevine
Pimp did four in gen pop and didn't go PC
It's UGK 4 Life bitch, that's on GP
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin'
ballin', ballin' in the mix
I'm a pimp, not a trick, hittin' licks for my fricks
Ballin'...ballin' in the mix, everything gotten broke,
Lil' Keke gon' fix
I
bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ya yah yah, ya ya yah yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge gi, ge gi gi gi geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Get it
say that I'm attractive
They describe my love and that's being hyperactive
I'm just a brother who likes to romance alot
Look at me as the black Sir
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
time
With these pimp lines
Spittin' out the window
Car full of smoke but it wasn't no indo
Saturday night, we in the mix
A whole lotta bitches
[Chorus - R. Kelly]
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues
And how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh
hoes hide this dick, UGK we live in this bitch
Swisha sweets is a must
Mixin' purple wit the tux
We call it banana split
Choose a pimp hoe, I'm
Fuck sneak dissing in the circle
I'm wit the homie we both need
To smell like purple I'm chilling
And It's no commercials I let you
Know now my whole
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