Lyrics:
single-handed!
LAUNCELOT: No, Sir Galahad, come on!
GALAHAD: No, really, honestly, I can go back and handle this lot
easily!
DINGO: Oh, yes, let him handle us
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Tightly knit, my script is legit
I'm force feedin competition, more rebel shit
Rhymes on a roll, cold yet bold
I did "Posse
be out with the fur (fur)
From the block to the 'burb ('burb)
And that drop is convertible, I made a lot off the work (skrrt)
I sip that Act' 'til
Capricorn, is it?
Wise Man 3: No, no, that's just him.
Mandy: Oh, I was going to say, otherwise there'd be a lot of
them.
(The Wise Men are
So what's real fool?
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
[Verse 2 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Back when MLK Way was Empire Way
I was
the motherfuckin heart
[Attitude] So if you ain't down witcha hometown, STEP OFF PUNK
[Attitude] Mix, tell these fakes what the deal is
[Verse One: Sir Mix-A-Lot
got childhood scars in the streets of my life
Girls laughed, now they beggin' to be Mix-A-Lot's wife
The new breed is here, vigilante's of rap
Got eyes
Yes sir, baby, I'm a boss, they say yes sir (salute)
So shoutout to myself that's my investor (uh-huh)
Made another mill, let's run it back like Devin
lookin' for her while we doin' the grown up
She complain when she catch back spasms,
But she love when she get the back to back orgasms
Yes sir, the game is
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?
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?
Ain't nothing to it, real one
Ain't nothing to it, boss
Ain't nothing to it (nothin' to it), real one
Ain't nothing to it (there's nothing), boss
{Boss}
{Boss}
We have such sights to show you
This isn't for your eyes...
AaaAAAA, the boss is back!
{Boss}
The boss is back!
{Boss}
{Boss}
So I
in your boss
And then caught me a lil' bitty fifty (fifty ball)
I bought a 'Cat with a wide body back
Take it out to burn out, and go fishin'
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
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
back!
(LA face with Oakland booty)
(LA face with Oakland booty)
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help
We have such sights to show you
This isn't for your eyes
Ah, the boss is back!
(Boss)
The boss is back!
(Boss)
(Boss)
So I took a one-year
ear wants to hear sex, it hears sex. Hmm. Let's move on to
Someone else. Sir, what's your name?
[Man]:
Uh hi my name is Ron.
[Adam Sandler]:
Ron,
the sh-is-irt
I don't smoke 28? 800 for the?
I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far
You can tell by the shon's that's standin' by the car
I got a fresh line
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
corrupted
Hands quickly computing boss
Your wish is my command, Yes sir
Your wish is my command, Yes sir
Oh lord Yes sir
Your wish is my command, Yes sir
Your
boss that you seen thus far
You can tell by the shon's that's standin' by the car
I got a fresh line up, fresh outfit
'Bout to have the parking lot
at the curb
Goddamn it's hella crazy
No it don't amaze me when I spit this fire
Higher than a sire, my first name is Sir
S-IR
Can you understand, this is how I
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