Lyrics:
here!
It's where?
Coming up the stair!
I'll get rid of this lot
As they're still pretty hot
And then I'll be there! (It's about to be opened
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
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records Man, Yes Sir
Man, Yes Sir
Ya'll Can't Fuck Wit Us, At All
We Can Go To War For Years
Let's Do It Man (Our Grandsons Could Get It On) Its Nuffin
Let's Do It
[Cam'Ron]
Got a lot going on plus some more shit
Got a lock on the game and I know this
Watch when I lockdown, going to be goat shit
I ain't got time for
Pour up, mixing liquor pouring more up
Lean in the styro, finna mix it with some soda
Hold up, nah these bitches they don't know us
But they wanna
Doubles get you from that bar, and get you right
Or get you bent, whatever you like
I'm not into wifin' - no sir
I just wanna beat it up, hear
me do the old man dance boy
I smoke plenty grass boy
I'm touching on the ass boy
Go ahead and Sir Mix-A-Lot put it on the glass boy
I'm from
Diane
Electricity Sir Bill Mitcham
Talking rounds with Tip and Sam
Be kind to your cuz
Travis Kane
Fresh sensations
Bazza
Baes
Don't mess around with old
they tryin' to be
Imitation or flattery, baby, what sound better?
Like gettin' a new Chanel with the off-brand leather
I might get the old Chanel with
undercover
Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin'
But old Short Dawg'll your ass what happened
To a fake MC, who tried to get with me
I ended his
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
in stature
Oh don't be frightened of my rotting corpse, I have a friendly nature
Worship me, on the dance floor, get with the mummy rap
I'm glad you're
she suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot
Singer* Background Singers*
Why'd you have to go and play yourself
Girl you
her girlfriend
I just wanna get them both up out of here
Fast as I can on them dubs to the crib
Start off with my game and pop a lil bub
And have
G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I'm
G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I'm
thugger to these old timers,
Run shit by my own accord,
I put 22's on that Honda,
I was getting that insurance money,
Then I took the cage off that
bagel with some butterflies
Spit gritty like we in MCA's voice box
Y'all bull and my ox don't fit the mix
(Disc jock) it be some classic material,
bagel with some butterflies
Spit gritty like we in MCA's voice box
Y'all bull and my ox don't fit the mix
(Disc jock) it be some classic material,
pain on me
This game brought a lot of hard days on me
Long nights I was tryna move weight on me
Shit change imma always be the same old me
On my momma I
bitches
I got the work in the pot, got the work in the pot
Do it so much my bitch call me Sir Mix-A-lot
Then I'm back on the block with my work in my sock
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