Lyrics:
the weather like in Seattle?
[ Sir Mix-A-Lot ]
All my ex's, eat this one
(You can have her)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I used to have this girl, let's say her name was Mona
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
it on, so I won't get busted
You know rap stars never get trusted
Baby want to get so I put it on vibrate
How does Mix-A-Lot communicate
With
that I now own
Well it doesn't go nowhere, it just stays all alone
You know, I like it
You know, I like it a whole lot
Well, that's my Dodge
don't have no boss
Boy you gotta have brains if you want to be swass
And I'm swass
Oh Mix-A-Lot you know I want to, like you, you know I like you
Oh
I switch my voice like some little kids
On some silly shit "Slim" chances
You'll remember this
It's my m&m and denace and spencer diss
Yo when I rip
Pressure rising, mesmerizing, when you mix you and me
It's tantalizing, compromising, when you mix you and me
We synchronizing, galvanizing, when you
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
it up
That's the way I like it there Mix-A-Lot
Hey Mix-A-Lot, picks me up cotton picker
Picks me up Mix-A-Lot
Now everybody's rappin' 'bout
And if you want to owe for groceries,
You're gonna get an awful lot of "No sir-ee's."
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar,
'Taint as simple
can't use dem food stamps
Other crews like to sample and mix
But our crew, we just play that shit
Live, drums, bass, keys
Niggas don't like it, you
Say you got my back
I got yours
Pay attention they won't hesitate to catch you by the door like
Veni veni vidi vici
Heard they wanna bleed me
But it
on the tongue
A burn in the throat and a flush of the cheeks
I know what you want, you want to bark like a dog
To dance like a dimwit and stare at the sky
see blood, I'm like a Great White
Catch you slippin' on a late
Night and it's no bark, straight bite
Watch you bleed out as reality
Starts to sink in
bitch ass enormous (It's enormous)
Excuse sir, I want your daughter
(I want your daughter)
In this water, I'm a shark, yeah
(Go, I'm a shark)
These lil'
braggin' on the shit
That you hadto a nigga that got it now
You outta bounds, livin' off ya man name
Like you popped a Ruger
Knowin' damn well you Ben
business
My words been carrying weight, like a cargo shipment
Baby there is no us, cause I embargo bitches (don't get blocked)
Never bark at bitches, just
on a new record he got
He call it "a lot," I open my book and I jot
Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot
I picture him inside a cell on a cot
'Flectin'
baby mama want to lay on a nigga!
Oooh!
Just pulled off the lot.
I like this new drake I just got
When I shoot it, it spark a lot.
Yo bitch sucking dick
down and speed it up up
You're body bang
See that double butt mix with whats up in my cup
Makes me want you in this club club!
You're body bang, bang
the bitch is a fraud
Don't like to see me ball, want me to go rock a rock
Move around bitch, you need to get out the way
I keep a young Suzy when it's time
the door please, that doesn't look like a vape sir)
What's that smell in the air, gimme that aroma
Puttin' y'all to sleep with my shitty verses like you
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