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Im a head of things that you hope for
Get it by any means, im sapose to
Big man on the screen, like al rocker
So dont ask for me shit, ill say no sir

Professional Rapper

Snoop Dogg

Professional Rapper

2015

a lot, I had something to choose
Look at that, I can say there's something to prove up in your ass
Yeah, I guess
That's enough of the past, what makes you

that long
Where a lot of people get
Poked up and clapped on
My job really putting on for the city
You get popped like a wheelie for
Saying some old silly

my trunk, more like ten bags what you want
Gorilla or Skunk, Thunderfuck, let diesel flow by the pump bitch
We blowing loud in the function
Smoke

Myself

Nav

NAV

2017

me in
I got a lot of enemies who used to be my friends
Pour me up a four and I'll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I'll feel like

managers scouting or knot
I'll go head and tie it up
Only a killer when I wanna be one
You niggas don't gimme a choice
Look at the legends like I wanna be

COULD
BUT THEY WON'T CAUSE THEY KNOW
SEE WE LIVE BY THE SAME CODE
BITE THE HAND THAT FEEDS AND YOU STAY BROKE
WANNA MAKE MORE?
HOLLA AT A G
I'LL SHOW YOU

be up in the mix, y'all weird
In my city I'm a big dog here
You should be a man next Halloween
You been acting like a bitch all year
Jet set settler,

Chainz
Parking lot of the Blue Flame
Only place I recruit dames
Big body from New Orleans, takin' up two lanes (Thick!)
Still 'bout the bread like

Baby Got Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to pull up tough
'Cause you noticed that butt was stuffed
Deep

undefeated 
Like the internet 
It’s pretty much a bet
If you didn’t get it yet 
I’ll remind you that
If you say that it’s rippity rap 
Then the truth is 
By

the speaker box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about though you just tweet a lot
Sold a couple souls for resale like the sneaker spots
Certified authentic

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

Baby Got Back

Sir Mix-A-Lot

MTV Party to Go, Vol. 3

1993

walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to pull up tough
'Cause you noticed that butt was stuffed
Deep

I'll die bout it

A whole lot of blues
A whole lot of drugs
A whole lot of green
A whole lot of love
Walk in the scene, a whole lot of thugs
Walk and I

See the rise and fall
Thought they knew it all
Yeah Let the good times roll
But fuck it i don't care no more
I see the rise and fall
You don't know

Pack it roll it weed it up
Take me to your house and to your sheets you know I'll beat it up
I had spent a few that I turned to a lot cuz
I'm uppin

I Check My Bank

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Trespass [Original Soundtrack Clean]

1992

don't step
You heard about my lawfirm's rep, I check my bank

Chorus: DJ Punisher and Sir Mix-a-Lot

"Cash money, cash-cash.. money"		"Boom!  Here I am,

Shades

Diddy

Last Train to Paris [Clean]

2010

Baby"
Heh, and of course they let her go
Let me take off my shades

I know I got a lot of baggage
It's full of ladies and Mercedes, you say, "I know

At the flight on the mix
We roll up the equip then get lit
Till it don't make no sense

The music knock when the DJ don't stop
The music knock when you take it up

up, pack up your shit and walk out, no storm out
And if you need a shoulder to cry on know I'll be right there
We can even roll up some weed, smoke

Posted with the brodies don't you ever hit my line up
Distant from strangers danger lurking then your time up
Working on the day to day it's how we

to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying

getting lifted the white sir smoke alot straight getting splifted

Verse 3
I walked in swinging laughing and singing intoxicated and slightly faded
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