Lyrics:
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
playas
Hatas saying damn how he doin' this playa
Doublin' up for me is like routine playa
I'm a go getta
Mix 'em up like I'm a deala
Man three's
like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge,
Both how I'm livin' and my nose is large
I get stupid, I shoot
phone
I don't give a fuck, though
Hand me a Dixie cup and a Red Bull
And I'mma mix it up with something special to make ya head go
Ooo wee ooo wee,
All right!
Stop whatcha doin'
'Cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that ya used to
I look funny
But yo I'm makin' money, see
So yo world
Don't act like you know me from the songs I made
A lot of ya'll need a bit of educating
And all I been doin is smoking grades
Bombs Droppin Osama
And I
Come together for the sake of your future
Yo! African people unite
Hello Africa! Tell me how you're doin'
Hello Motherland! Tell me how you're doin
and never let these bitches know ya
And even though I'm gettin' high, a thug nigga gettin' by
Catchin' bitches spittin' lies, I'm gettin' mine
All day, I
but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
hearin' how good she looks in them blue jeans
Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
I like doin' what she likes
Like
Mix a little something this
Mix a little something like that
mix a little something like this
Bare gal up in a the spot
mix a little somethin like
Doin' what comes naturally
You don't have to go to a private school
Not to pick up a penny by a stubborn mule
You don't have to have a professor's
tonight (yeah)
they love them bars so I had to say them twice.
Itz Goodlook
Bikelyfe we lit (we lit)
in Cincinnati this is BikelyfeX shit
how we comin
doin' lifts
I don't pack nothin' but six
My abs stay ripped
I'm like an ad lib, bitch, I stay in the mix
Every time I see a beat in my scope
It's a hit
and women
Can't even count with how fast I'm spendin'
Rep my gang 'til the endin' and drive super sport engines
Doin' good long as my squad winnin'
I look
doing the things you do
Whose opinion are ya listening to?
Justifying, you turn it all to gray
Synchronizing to society's ways
Society has gotten
get outta here and let me show ya
How good it would feel to hold ya
Put your pretty little head on my shoulder, oh yea
Don't lie, you've got it all
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
How ya doin', all right?
I-I-I spy with my little eye
Something beginning with you
Drool, drool, drool, nearly fell off me stool
I hope you fancy
to the mo'
It really don't matter how I get you in my low
Just hop in, let's go
And let your friends know!
Do ya thang, man
Fuck what they lookin' at!
sweat
And how it feels when you're wet
Doin' what you want til it hurts
As RuPaul say, You'd Better Work
Shake ya ass til it twirls
[You go girl]
Strange Music! I know ya'll see us!
Ya'll saw that Forbes list 2 years in a row, nigga, don't play!
And we still doing it!
Harder than most
_2.jpg/300px-Little_Mix_at_the_Confetti_Tour_in_Leeds_(cropped)_2.jpg "Little Mix")
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