Lyrics:
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!'
to figure out how
Mix-A-Lot made the drums go (POW POW)
Understand it's the undercover game plan
Mix-A-Lot soon to be your (TOP MAN)
Yes sirry and put my
me mr drip a lot
I whip the work with 2 hands sir mix a lot
I got the sauce yeah they call me mr drip a lot
Drip a lot
Drip a lot
I got the sauce yeah
(yeah)
One cop said, Sir, you're under arrest (ha)
I laughed in jest, assumed he was just showing off for his cop friends
Opened some Chex Mix
"Sir
main
$hort Dawg, I don't know why you tryin' to leave this game
State to state, plenty hoes and plenty money to make
Writing raps, makin' more than
Can't you feel by how I'm linked in?
(Ooh ah ah ah) once I get that twitch
That's how you tell that I been drinkin'
Think I fucked a lot of wives, the
Way
in witcha chronic main
$hort Dawg, I don't know why you tryin to leave this game
State to state, plenty hoes and plenty money to make
Writing raps,
Flash back, I'm seein' stars I used to get it by the sheet
Big house for a week, hella bitches in my pool
I'm almost outta smoke, flyin' another mule
country
Sunset in the background never gets old
Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road
And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am
Seal
as Jude
Schemin' on the first chick with the hugest boobs
I've got no game, and every face looks the same
They've got no name, so I don't need game
as Jude
Schemin' on the first chick with the hugest boobs
I've got no game, and every face looks the same
They've got no name, so I don't need game
and beaten into submission
By family, church, school and state.
From then on we're easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
to none, I’m not the flesh
I’m moved by the spirit and nothing less
And when I give you that rhythm, it’s from _______________
The game gotta spit, I’m
the Mix-a-Lot
Bitches put 'em on the glass while
I'm puttin' stickers on they ass
I rule everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka,
To get where I'm at had to scuff of shoes
I don't look back had to chuck up the duece
My old group say that I act brand new
Plate getting full I
they were bottle tops;
Keeping dubies in our socks,
Rolling cigars by the box,
Rapping to the cuties
With big buddies like Sir Mix-A-Lot;
Knowing we
walking, talking trynna' do it like me
No you don't do it like me
I know a lot of man that think they do it like me
I know a lot of man that think they
what we twist up
Don't ever get that mixed up (Mix!)
Say goodbye to my niggas and that's why we at church
And it hurts (and it hurts)
But it could be
as in plenty, geez
Don't you get it, b
Get it? my energies will never allow my enemies
Or Eminem or any men or even ten MC's to get with me
And it'll be
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
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
some hell get it up
Let's protest oh yes clap it up
Let's go and make some noise get it up
Hook
No way, No Sir, Uhhh Uhhh Ya’ll Don’t know
No way, No
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