Lyrics:
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
we think my ship set sail I won’t never sink
Open up your eyes
You can see what’s in disguise
It might take a lot of tries
You really by yourself it’s
young 6ixty
Never do no runnin' A lot of niggas really know my name
But a couple really know me So I'm ridin' by my doli
Ain't nobody goin' back door me I
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
the Giorgio Armani
Never that common shii
Yes sir yes sir (Yes sir)
We actually run the city yes sir (Yes sir)
With 20 in my bag I don't drop locay
All night
Me and my homies, we tighter than a glove
We chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'Cause we
inspired
So this just some shit that I be thinking about when I be by myself, or
In the booth, or
Whatever
When I’m alone in my room sometimes I stare
leave without it (I can't leave without it)
I keep a stick for the war (stick)
Checks I deposit (checks I deposit)
Money just stick with the boy
Lot
getting to this paper too
Yeah we up all night
See if you snooze then you loose
Y'all catching Z's
While we cashing checks
Toosie slide to the bank
Watch my
Now that I won stay on the run through no
Never been done this one man my crew so
More commas still drama grew though
What’s my persona I gotta stay
in the spark and it look like a lamp
I'm burnin' up in this bitch 'til my skin turn to ash
I bring a whole lot of red so it look like a rash
We like
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
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
the fly chicks hanging on our tip
Keep the girlies come with my bullwhip
All sucker DJ's I will swat
Call ill hip-hop with Mix-A-Lot
There's girls that
couple demons in the ride yeah
Now she call my phone but I'm out for the
Yeah
I write another line a lot to say
Money on the phone so I can't help but
Official Dosha 2 nigga (yes sir)
Yeah, uh
This official
They aint know how I was coming
Aye aye
They never saw me coming how I'm attacking
Running
I'm trippin'
Whole lot of women, they all say that I'm different (yeah, damn)
Fitted to my toes, I like bank rolls
Bitch you need speed it up, you
bottles, smoke a lot of weed, Squad
I kill for my Bruda
I steal for my Bruda
Get money with my Bruda
Rob a bank with my Bruda
My Bruda, my shooter
SIKE
I'm blowing a check and the rent on some shoes I wanna own now
Head up and my shirt tucked
Enter the gated community
Hair nappy straight hairs
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
Speed it up
Gotta keep this money coming in
I cannot lay with a bitch
Speed it up
Dont be playing with my check
You already know my niggas up next
Baby I'm the best, it's my time to make it
I'm a wizard, yes my bitch white as ice
No not blizzard
Call me sir
Sir Count-A-Lot
All I count, all I count
wonders why I don't get someone to fuck me
Who asked you
You ain't ready for this water
He asked for my number
I said Hell no you a bum sir
I'm just kidding
yea
Straight to the bank yea yea
I get the check, I get the check
And I don't know nothin' else
Left out in the cold I had to get it by myself
I was in
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