Lyrics:
is everything I see, it got a lot to do
With the way that people perceive, and what they believe
Money short so this jewelry is like a weave
Meant
Apache, jump on it, jump on it, woo
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
I'm Big Bank, I am the chief
I got a lot of raps but I'll be brief
I never need a horse,
Damn that boy snapping yes sir
Ba ba boogie on the mix
Yea
Just listen
Check it
Living life where you die if u move wrong
Driving 2 tone but my
Scrap?
I'm smokin' rappers, you are a L, what's good Smack?
Hold up that's goods rap, pardon sir
I just like good rap, but when I see goods I give his
Sunday mornin', man, she woke up fightin' mad
Bitchin' and moanin' on and on 'bout the time I had
And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good
fast
I'm glass, I'm glass
I've got a lot of tears
In a blood-stained jar
It's been a real long time
Since I walked the fine line
You put up
I been through a lot
So don't try to stop me
I been through a lot
I been through a lot
I been through a lot
I been through a lot
I'm parked in
songs
So I'll be makin' enough money to get by
And I don't want you to worryin' about me bein' hungry or anything
And Nashville's not exactly what I
and DJ tricks
A lot of different DJ's was on the mix
It is a proven fact, music is a universal language
From the tip of Long Island to the Verrezano
come up here (uh)
(One two, one two, what's happening, fool?) Come right here, this is for you, come on up
I done been through a whole lot (Kendrick
diamonds in that motherfucker, look like yellow piss
Uh, glass handle, glass pot
Baby bounce back, yeah, I'm Sir Mix-a-Lot
Looking at my Rollie, that
me do the old man dance 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
funny
It’s not lucky
And it’s sunny
A lot of money
It’s not funny
It’s not lucky
And it’s sunny
Yes Sir
I went dumb on this
For real, for real
Yeah, this
nudniks and none of'em would last
But our new guy's real kosher, I think he'll do the trick
I tell ya, he's to die for, he really knows his shtick
of me as
The girl most likely yea yea yea the girl most likely
To wind up in uhhuh jam they judged by the way I looked not the way I am
Well I guess
a flip switch
Turn up the bitches
Like sir mix a lot
And they with the switch
Jump on a dick
As if it's all they got
And she wishy washy wit ya
But with
Big Syke, Newt, Hank, Beugard, Big Sir
Y'all know how this shit go
All eyes on me
Motherfuckin' OG
Roll up in the club and shit, is that right?
Crushed anyone opposed
(Lot of ladies)
Pop Cristal, toast to all those like
(Kid Capri)
Helpin' to unify both coasts
I'm twenty-six, still in the mix
Guess what, no sir
Guess what, no sir
Am I gon' quit? Guess what, no sir
Guess what, no sir
Am I gon' quit? Guess what, no sir
Still spittin' lines in my
to man with the
Man who used to moan the blues
I've been livin' on the road
Seen a lot of things
Broke a lot of hearts and some guitar strings
I know what
eyeballin' the chicks, holdin' the mix
Gassed off of my shit, vibratin' the whip
One of these days and it won't be long (that's what you call it pa)
One
I'll get it.
Me too.
Do the Olsen Twins live here?
Yes sir.
Well, howdy ma'am and ma'am.
Howdy.
My name is Bako Stakes and those are my men
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
heard, "Son, do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
"'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low
Do I look like a mind reader, sir? I don't know
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