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Jinx

A Kukliński Rich jak Punisher Big
Każdy cop to Pig HIP HOP robi Pih
Przejebany bit jak Sir Mix mam Lot
I szalone flow Rakim oddaj sos

PMD ma skill

don’t do that Na uh
I’m on that gas sir it was grown by a master
Weed strong as a bastard like the people that’s coming they keep coming faster
I don’t

Na uh 
I'm on that gas sir it was grown by a master 
Weed strong as a bastard like the people that's coming they keep coming faster 
I don't care if

the top boy
And I didn't even have to be in Top Boy
If you're asking what I done then it's a lot, boy
You rap meeks make me wanna be a pop boy
Ayy, in

Me I do shit for money eeh
Say when I wake up
Smoking the cake up
I say there no capping  involved
Cos I know you capping a lot 
There's 7 figures

Big Railroad Man

Jimmy Dean

Speaker of the House

1968

The birthday party was over toys were scattered here and there
Seven candles lay by the last piece of cake in front of an empty chair
A mother said

Encephalopod, summoned by god
Comes out at midnight, stays up til dawn
Encephalopod, mountainous brain
Every thought he has fills him with pain

that ain't love
That ain't motherfucking love

Sir Mix a lot ain't done shit for me
Ain't no famous rappers out here
Making shit for the streets
My

a lot, yeah (a lot)
Young nigga playin' with a lot (what he doin'?)

Lil' nigga playin' with a lot (a lot)
And I put that shit on God (on God)
Boy all

as a tasty cake mix
This style I mastered in
Niggas catchin headaches what what you need aspirin
A type of pain you couldn't  kill with Midol
Fuck around get

Lead Yo Horse

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Return of the Bumpasaurus

1996

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

your life at stake

I can make her come this way
I like to mix and match my fashion, she said I got good taste
Baby what you gonna' do for this cake
I

Im allat uhh
Mix the shit
Then i operate like im allat uhh
All the plays that i called
Look where my balls at uhh

I should be hall of fame to a lot

Always Strapped

Birdman

Pricele$$

2009

Hey, to a man with a ho with some pop trunk
I fuck over you like I'm sexin' on the top bunk
I make alot of noise, boy, like a cop car
The whip got

fucker yo
Most of you are more ass than sir mix alot music video
You little homies are more fishy than the smell from a stripper pole
I'm working to get

Sir Jinx
A Kukliński Rich jak Punisher Big
Każdy cop to Pig HIP HOP robi Pih
Przejebany bit jak Sir Mix mam Lot
I szalone flow Rakim oddaj sos
PMD ma

control ya chick
Dick so good she went an got a mold of it 
Been broke an fritolayed the chips 
Now it’s guac Queso twist when I’m in the mix 
Parking lot

my nigguhs
Seen a lot of old wars killing our children, 
I seen em on the road, dark till the night rings

But we are not alone boy pick your parts

I'm doin' doughnuts, the homies go nuts
See when Dogg in the town, nigga, we turn up
Off that mothafuckin' E-4-O mango-scotto (yes sir)
Nigga, we sip

5 Minutes

2 Chainz

5 Minutes

Yeah, yeah
By 5 minutes
By 5 minutes

5 minutes she'll be suckin' dick
By 5 minutes she'll be takin' pics
By 5 minutes she'll be on my click

boy, I'm too hot nigga
All these little bitty bitches gon' bop nigga
Had to hide these rocks in my jock nigga
If he playin' I'ma shoot him off top

There is a whole lot going on now
T let's get this going
Hmm
Mac are you ready for this one
Yes Sir
You ready, haha ha
Yeah
You already know Na8

lied
When I said that I would be a
Big MC by end of school term
Man thought that I lied
I'm chatting to some girls outside
Screwfacing a couple boys

Mixin' up them grams, junkies callin' me Sir Mix-a-Lot
Please leave me alone, cause you gon' die If I bend your block exotic got me  high
This shit