Lyrics:
[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
They got my purple people eater once, the next day
I bought a Range Rover cash, and a new set of fronts
I've been on feet for months, I'm taking
They say the beach is where peace bad bitches and tunes are
I'm sitting by the beach still waiting on the porn stars
Double d breasts the type
working for days (Na, na, na, na)
Ain't no race, but I'm first place
Lil' bitch I feel like Larray
But I'm not Coi
I still get my coin
I feel like Lil'
really means.
To live by words, if scripture is roots,
and the wise hold they tongue when the youth speak the truth.
You learn real quick, where I'm from
keep it on me
(Call me a Florida boy)
Top down by myself, but I'm never lonely
(Call me a Florida boy)
See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya
But that don't mean shit to me
I've been on TV every single day
For damn near a decade
You see how I channel a
Different kind of energy
I get big boy
feeling your moves
Like old stereos na you get the groove
I'm the one talking it is not the booze
Can I get to know you
Can I get to know you girl girl
Can
a different location and
Some girls from Ontario
Are waiting for us at our next destination, you know
I like 'em in stereo
One on the left side, one
man
I hope some day we can talk like men, right now you're only 10
But I'll be patiently waiting for you to speak again
I remember it like yesterday
faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel my energy
Making em' remember me
The world is full of synergy
Prayers for my boy Demar
breeze.
Remember me by holding me tight for tonight.
I'm waiting for you to return
Pre-hours:
Bien Bronzage Tropical Topical, Bein Bronzage Je Suis La
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope, boy
Handle minor biz for that dope, boy
But then tell you by the Greyhound
going(oh you see it to)
We taking trips to Italy I'm rubbing on her feet(Ah you see it to)
Kick it by the sand while we running in the beach
Man my life is
as Sunday morning service
But better days or for worse
If I'm paid or I'm hurting in my pocket
She still got a nigga back, know that's for sure
No matter what
waiting for the wave
Every single day, every single day, every single day
I'm tripping on a hole in the space-time, it's 1968
Watch it on the video,
in Saint Tropez
Sex on the beach
I can't be waiting for you
Babygirl I got too much to lose
Still gone rock your body
Baby let me ease your mind
We
the lamb at the beach
Blowing money fast I'm the man just like meech
You holding out your hand you a leech
I broke as hell and got saved by the bell word
Tell 'em all stop fuckin' wit' me,
I ain't playin' no games now.
I'm a country boy, I got a bad attitude
And if I say some shit I bet I'm talkin'
Rock Island.
Hey, boy with the personal stereo:
Nothing 'tween the ears but that hard rock sound.
Playing to your empty room, empty guitar tune,
Beat for tha street
I love ta hear it pumpin in my lo-lo
Hitting my switches and running tha bitches
And now I'm bustin' mo hoes
Roll up to tha spot
to talk
I'm so sorry for everything I've done
But first off, I wanna start by saying
That I never had a clue about Kyron and your mum (What ever)
I
till My four by fours are tourin your streams
Bitch
Ocean
Beach
Minds in motion my mental stay in the ocean
Ocean
Beach
Your mind is beaching I'm
'cause I gave a s***
I carried guns and butcher knives 'cause I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It was so hard to say goodbye, I'm a man now
I'm
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