Lyrics:
leave by three
And there's one pretty girls
Sitting beside me and he's like 'T'
And she's wifey so he's like 'B'
But she likes me
I get all the girls
L.A.
Just to give a little music to boo me away
Hey J.J. can you play Cocaine
Do After Midnight it's all the same
Oo-wee how did I lose
Talkin'
we can fill up on love alone,
If we ain't got enough for a movie, we can just sit at home
Have a little role play baby, whatever turns you on
If
we can fill up on love alone,
If we ain't got enough for a movie, we can just sit at home
Have a little role play baby, whatever turns you on
If
the world
The way you put it down in between the sheets is like no other girl
You done take it a whole another level of freakiness When you blow my mind
the world
The way you put it down in between the sheets is like no other girl
You done take it a whole another level of freakiness When you blow my mind
Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy, just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close 'cause
I play pot of greed, it lets me draw 3 cards from my deck
That's not what it do, it's what it do Yugi, you're a wreck.
I play a Celtic guardian,
I got more than one icy little wrist
Is that why I'm a flight risk
Cause I am just fly bitch
Cause I speak so nice with it
Never was a passivist
Cause
Is girls
Is it weed
I been afflicted
By not one
Not two
But all three
It's the only way that I
Could get over you
Like monkey in the middle
Had keep
little girl, bye bye!
Bye bye ( bye, bye ) little girl, bye bye!
Words and Music by Wayne P. Walker
and Don Schroeder
you pass me by
I like the way you move your body
Girl I must admit
You're looking real fit
Let's chill for a little bit
I know you wanna get with
Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy, just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close 'cause
and a dooky roll
See enough about me i wanna know about you
Who are you and where's your crew
It's a little convo for me and my dudes
After that it's just me
[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play
time you pass me by
I like the way you move your body
Girl, I must admit
You're looking real fit
Let's chill for a little bit
I know you wanna get
fast
Girl better blow ain't in my class
What, do you think I make t-shirts for
These little stupid ragged hoes with no
What you wearing that t-shirt for,
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that I tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked
(Jj, what you tellin' me, fam?)
(Ha-handz Beatz on the slap)
Shh, shh, yo
It's mad how I'm up on the charts (mad)
But I'm still up
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and poppin' she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side bring glitter
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and poppin' she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side bring glitter
There is somewhere, someplace
In this world I want to take you
Look out little girl, little girl
I am one boy, one boy in a thousand
That wants
There is somewhere, someplace
In this world I want to take you
Look out little girl, little girl
I am one boy, one boy in a thousand
That wants
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