Lyrics:
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
[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
[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
To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray
His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so many tricks
If you give him ten
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
Crushed anyone opposed
(Lot of ladies)
Pop Cristal, toast to all those like
(Kid Capri)
Helpin' to unify both coasts
I'm twenty-six, still in the mix
Crushed anyone opposed
(Lot of ladies)
Pop Cristal, toast to all those like
(Kid Capri)
Helpin' to unify both coasts
I'm twenty-six, still in the mix
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
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
wife because of it
But I got this life because of it
Told ya, game don't never get old
[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Yeah don't grab the game bull by
Killuminati style
Yea, we gonna do this for a while
I got a lot of shit you know how we do it
Killuminati let's do this nigga
What I bring to you is hardcore
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
stopped, that's by any means
I just want the bread like a grocery store section
I'm a run it up, came through with a mob of hecklers, yeah
We worked
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
[Featuring Outlawz]
2Pac: Spoken
No one separates what we create
Unstoppable, untouchable
Motherfuckin world wide mob figures
Death Row
live Mix-A-Lot
You understand motherfucker I'ma hard rock
Beat 'em up and pick 'em up and make 'em miss the stick up
But my gat close range, take his
can make it
Tell that boy don't try me
Sober me is not the same as high me
I still can't believe he tried to slide it by me
Sippin' on my style like its
I like the way you express yourself
You're very... have lots of style
I like the way you move
Move, lots of style
I like the way you move
Lots
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
style
You might get looted, executed black mob style
From east new york back to ft. green
Brooklyns' classic mystical magic scene
We are plush like
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
so we can rub bellies, I know by now you ready,
you sweatin me so heavy
It's a Private party
ain't no party like an M.O.B. party, cause an M.O.B
of style
Do what you do
Alexander?
Aaron Burr, sir
Well, it's the middle of the night
Can we confer, sir?
Is this a legal matter?
Yes, and it's
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