Lyrics:
his face
Sausage shaped red shit hangin from his waist
(SP)
Nigga I'm well connected
By the time you hear this I'll be in jail but I probly got
Win a battle you never fought
Just by checkin' this record you bought
Over and on and on again
Get with it and do that thing
One, two, I'll party
Maroon 5, I thought my crew lied
I used to focus on being some kind of athlete
I brought back home the gold for the weight of me and the track meet
Was
Here we go again
In the Bent fitted to the back
Pull up to the club then we get into the back
Shawty show me love she let me
Get it from the back
Dance a little closer to me, 'cause it's closing time
And love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Eddie played the steel guitar
And his mama
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake
It's
rich, 40 chicks in the mix
How freaky can shorty get
Domino effect, one by one, they all go down
I'll be done by the sun... up
I got stamina
If I can't
summer sun forever
At 3 AM pacin'
All this time I didn't know
At 5 AM wasted
I'd be in pieces on the floor
Forever winter if you go
He says he
Mike then and Mike now
What the fuck is this, a 20-v-1, nigga?
What's a prince to a king? He a son, nigga
Get more love in the city that you from,
some love tonight
Ooh, you're all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight
This happens every time I try to mix
hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money, but they never take the country out me
I got hot sauce in my
Nicki Minaj
Maroon 5
Let's go
Yo, I got them Now & Laters and Jolly Ranchers, too
It ain't a question but I got the answers, too
These shoes
Dance a little closer to me, 'cause it's closing time
And love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Eddie played the steel guitar
And his mama
represent money
This Verbal Intercourse, fueled by exhaust
The bread winner, head spinner, coldest with the force
No remorse, endorse the rap artist
So
on a lost shoe
The fever's starting
This man was getting hot
I got no strength to make him stop
I guess it's too late
But I'll know next time
To mix
Just get off wall,let's have a ball
The '70's are gone,it's the '80's ya'll
Grab a flygirl by the hand and ask her to dance
c'mon fellas don't be
Six-foot-six, he stood on the ground,
He weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds,
But I saw that giant of a man brought down to his knees by
Sailing down my dirty stream
Still I love it and I'll keep the dream
That some day, though maybe not this year
My Hudson River will once again run
Bring your girl to my show, give her floor seats
Then she go downtown like she owe me
XO, XO, XO, mix it up, pour it up, take it down slow
This is my
and gentlemen, once again
As if we never left
It's MTV Unplugged
I'll be your host this evening
I go by a couple of names
Some people, they call me a lot
the poison with the pain in your silver cup this is drunk love, yea
Mix the poison with the pain in your silver cup this is drunk love, drunk love
Mix
wholesome
That's when they wanna hold sum
I rather be by my lonesome
Then mix business with emotion
Appreciation from
A token
For ya well being
Sight seeing
can call me Baby D' 'cause I love to talk snacks
On the ones and the twos how I'm spinning my shit
It's DJ French Tip heavy in the mix
Ayy, I love
closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me, 'cause it's closing time
And love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Eddie traveled with the barroom
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