Lyrics:
wife because of it
But I got this life because of it
Told ya, game don't never get old
[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Yeah don't grab the game bull by
me mr drip a lot
I whip the work with 2 hands sir mix a lot
I got the sauce yeah they call me mr drip a lot
Drip a lot
Drip a lot
I got the sauce yeah
baby)
It's not a problem That I can't fix
Cause I can do it in the mix
It's not a problem That I can't fix
Cause I can do it in the mix
So Mystical,
better recognize) (2x)
(Think you better recognize) (2x)
Sam: (Dre)
Well I'm back in the mix with a bottle of hennessy,
so fire up a blunt let's have
sold out, turnin young hoes
Tell her baby, no doubt, stick this dick in yo' mouth
I smoked a lot of weed, I said a lot of rhymes
Always fucked up in
exposure can't hold ya, it's makin' you bolder
'Cause baby is a Mix-A-Lot soldier
But lusting is on balls
Everybody's beggin' to get into your draws
automatic, give it to 'em one time
They come back like addicts.
I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes
baby break down
Good i got 'em all around baby
All around the world
But anyway listen, I got
Relax a minute, have a seat, sit down
Oh lovely lady, I've
to the hoods (Mix it all up you got Hip hop)
Go back Go back to the roots (Mix it all up you got Hip hop)
Music pedigree from Field Holler Delta blues
baby
Compared to that nigga I ain't even got a bib yet
Truth be told I ain't even bought a crib yet
This is everything they told a nigga not to do
Image
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)
Rushin' up
four, let it mix right, mix right
She gon throw it back on the dick like woah
It’s Yan P hoe, kicking it with Kid tho
Got two freak bitches, bouncing, we
I want that oh no
Last night
I think I forgot
Cuz if we don't remember drinkin'
shit we must have drank a lot
Man she been drinkin' all night
She got
sweatly clothes, pile up in this joint
Stand up by themselves at this point
It's so filthy now baby I can't lie
I wipe my feet before I go outside
I
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
'cause a *** horny
Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha, let's go
It's about 3 in the morning
Got my thang, cocked 'cause
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
I'm having Deja Vu
Yes sir, haha
I just got back from Portland
Yeah
Thomas Veli in this bitch!
One, Two, Three, baby riding with me
Four, Five,
another shot
Damn the music loud
I'm 'bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Grip slip slide by the dance floor
Baby grab me by my hand say she
mo, damn, she got the best throat (flamingo)
Rappers think soon as we meet, they get a verse for free (no, sir)
Hate when business get personal, pay
And write I miss her on the water tower by the interstate
She left that ol' screen door swinging off the hinge
I'll just put it back together 'til she tears
got him second guessin'
D-T's on his back got him stressin'
He was at the light blazin' up traum
Around the corner came a tinted out Yukon
Ten slugs in
[Chorus: x2]
I hope we can all get alone tonight
I`m tryin` to take me somethin` home tonight
Lay on my back talk on my phone and get my head lay
The Worl, uh
My swag got me big lit (yeah), big Worl, on my big shit (yeah, 808 Mafia)
I get a brick on my face
I get a brick on my face
Come
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