Lyrics:
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Apache, jump on it, jump on it, woo
A-hunga-hunga-a-hunga-hunga
I'm Big Bank, I am the chief
I got a lot of raps but I'll be brief
I never need
Roll You Up
[Break]
I'll Roll You Up ...
Bring it on down
(*beat changes*)
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
I got my voice down pact, rock it up like crack
Smacked all
[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
dollar stealth bomber fails to fly successfully
And you say I should be proud of this song
Think about it AMERICA!
Verse One: Sir Mix-a-Lot
I'm
Apache, jump on it, jump on it, woo
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
I'm Big Bank, I am the chief
I got a lot of raps but I'll be brief
I never need a horse,
Apache, jump on it, jump on it, woo
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
I'm Big Bank, I am the chief
I got a lot of raps but I'll be brief
I never need a horse,
and winnin' minute by minute, I'm sending it up
Deep in the box, free throws, you won't even see me
Bring the bock, hands up, did you say somethin'?
Swish,
from raps to instrumentals
Ya know there's really a lot to look forward to with OS
So really ya know it-it's it's not over
Now they control my catalog
, jump on it, woo-woo-woo-woo
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
I'm Big Bank, I am the chief
I got a lot of raps but I'll be brief
I never need a horse, I
gal, wanna sit on my lap
No BBL, you can tell she just built like that
You ever walk up to a spot knowin' every bitch'll pop?
It's not a whole lot
rhyme readily heavily influenced by all I've ever seen
It's my medicine remedy
And if you ever seen me live at a show
You will know I use pure energy
And I'm ma mix 'em into Eminem
So in the end, it'll just end up
Being mimi m&m and KIM and him and them
And it's my sentiments that I send them in
To be
Storms ensued
Altered Moods
Futures bruised
We just trying to run it
Jump and overcome it
Blossom into something
Bottom bettered
Done it
We just trying
You don't wanna get stretched in here
I'd break your neck
But you ain't had a neck in years
Sir Mix-a-Lot, you're goin' 'gainst the best
It's clear
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
(She don't want no love)
Yeah, woah
I got lots of cash so I spend it how I want
Money rule the world, but I been knew that from the jump
And sometime
just so round, it's like, out there, I mean— gross. Look!
She's just so... black!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers
to kiss, suckers throw a fist
A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain't like this
[Sir Mix-A-Lot talking]
Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin' this
tryin to raise my pay, like sir mix a lot ray
The 808 will do it, fine women lose it, it's like kit of tools, the way it loosen up the screws
afro
[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
The original, the original's, like, fast as
Fuck and pitched high so
But I just couldn't record it at that speed
But that shit is- plays
Instrumental I couldn't
the Crowbar with some common sense
You can stay hella bent, I be at the water stackin presidents
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 2: Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
One of these
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
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