Lyrics:
but I'm eagle fly
Devil said I'm a hell of a guy
Her hips don't lie
They say grown men don't cry
I seen it all in person
And that one big lie
If it
on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like Crisco
'Cause the DJ grab
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
The hip hip hop and you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang-bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
The hip hip hop and you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang-bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie
make'n it rain
Need her by my side
Lil shawty my main
Lil shawty gon ride
And do stranger thangs
She check herself out in the mirror
She work them hips
coconut water
Yeah those Hips don't lie like shakira,
Livin a wildlife, she straight out the savana yeah
She like to turn up for any occasions yeah
Poppin'
I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
just do it my nigga, no need for Nike, don't need me a sponsor
Hopping out the Benz, me and my posse
Shows be lit, like a Vegas lobby
I keep it right
Get me a shorty who bad to the bone
Having to sort out my songs by the tone
Versatility shows and don't know where to go
Sitting… in the lab, mix this,
I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
times
Call for weird minds
The kind hip enough to mix up weird science
Bill Nye
Spilt rhymes
Here we are all experiments of weird science
These
some revelations my path never been clearer
Gonna blow up like them hips did with Shakira (Hips don't lie)
Just imagine as a kid your favorite superhero
love
I’m drinking more I’m not drunk enough
This your backside just dey turn me on
Her hips don’t lie just like Shakira
Na she dey finger my medulla
I
the bag
I'm just tryna stab like killa
Her hips don't lie that's Shakira
Know she only fucking with the Triller
Bout to drop one off like I deliver
I'm just
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like Crisco
'Cause the DJ grab
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
Back that ting up, back that ting up
And show me the glory
Hips don't lie, hips don't lie
I can feel the truth while I'm grippin' your sides
Hips don't
But i'm not feeling your mix tape brother
I think you made a big mistake brother
You're not hip-hop that's a piss take brother
Yeah, I like your mix
Steady on pace, that's no lie, he ain't one of dem, make room when he come by
Always on point like bullseye, ten toes down to the code that I die by
to hate
Coming outta Washington state
Cops don't like my profile
'Cause Mixalot kicks much style
So the man is on my trail
He want to take Mix to jail
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
Big Kash big bag and my bitch bad
Lick back shit snatched designer mix match and my whip fast
The way I'm poppin all these xans you would think I
and playettes, teachers, staff, and students
I am very honored to welcome you to the high school annual talent show
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