Lyrics:
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
diesel flow by the pump bitch
We blowing loud in the function
Smoke pouring out of my lungs shit
Cheesecake Cookies all in my blunt
Sounds like ten amps in
cyy
Superior on the mix
Nelly pon this one yeah!
Jorshie on the beat
I've got a lot on my mind
Can't get you off my mind
My feelings
he be offing shit
My daddy said, "gangstas move in silence"
Ion talk a lot
My favorite room is the kitchen
Nigga, I'm Sir Mix A Lot
The Wraith truck
make it pop
Cooking tryna' make it lock
I'm tryna' eat fast but I ain't mix a lot
And I ain't imitating Pac
Doing impressions of Big
I'm the greatest
that ain't love
That ain't motherfucking love
Sir Mix a lot ain't done shit for me
Ain't no famous rappers out here
Making shit for the streets
My
Beach where I and I man reach
Living up, living up, living up, living up
So I roll in the lot, flipped down my screen
Turn on my DVD you know what I mon
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake
It's
me I was beautiful that day
Well quite frankly sir
I've been told that my entire life
But hadn't felt it till yesterday
Little by little I found
week
Damn, man, shit that boy fresh as hell
I mix the Tom Ford with the Fear Of God
Guccis with the new Chanel (Dolph)
Diamonds bitin', your bitch
in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being
(who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room, baby (who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room (who's bad?)
Locked eyes, got me hypnotized by you, baby
I get a lot
I get it I get a lot
I get a lot
I get it I get a lot
I get a lot
I get a lot
I get a lot
I get it I get a lot
Keep me a knot bitch
I'm
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
I wrote a note to sir James explaining I couldn't sleep.
Can't sleep. I can't sleep. Make sure I'm up by 8.
I turned on the clock radio.
The only
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,
swim with the sharks,
Anyone could be miss guided by wicked facade,
I stay calm, Iron mic right fist full of bars,
A prisoner that carves his twisted
Standing here like you wouldn't believe it
I got the iron low like I'm anemic
If you ain't gang gang gang nigga beat it I'm turning pussies into
for it because I
Couldn't see you could do this
I lot of rappers they come by
And they got their writtens ready i know
And sometimes they give you shit
R.i.p to all the hitters that fell Victim in the streets with the iron
I paint pictures Picasso
Got work like Costco
Get up grind never whine
No sir
Yes sir, SwishaHouse!
DJ Paul and Juicy J productions
Paul Wall, Swishahouse, Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Mafia!
It's goin down
[Chorus: x4]
a lot x2
She tell me she want me to dig her out
U kno baby got back I'm sir mix a lot
If u run up on me den u getting shot
We can fight or u kno we can
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