Lyrics:
back, stacks in my hand
Run that back again, uh
Said
Nah man, that's just a vision of the future
I look at myself and I say, "that's you sir"
I'ma look
she suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot
Singer* Background Singers*
Why'd you have to go and play yourself
Girl you
You will love to jack my money
I love to clap-clap and black-black get back here honey
I love act a plumb-ass when I had a tall glass
And that bust
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
We makin cash, we spend it up, spend it up
She got that ass, she back it up, back it up
We livin fast, pass you up, pass you up
The Ops they wont
and the whip all black
Fuckin' this bitch and I'm breakin' her back
I got the ice on me, cost racks
I'm in the crowd, they jumpin' like Jack
I do my dance
)
Stop by the block, and I sold me a block (serve)
I poured a drop, I was sittin' in the drop (drank)
Back in the day, blew the bag on a thot
Now we
all can them muscles do?" and he said,
"I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
"Can you swing a hammer, boy?" "Yes sir, I'll
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
goods back
I rap for writers that pack strap to rhymers that backpack
To 25 to lifers that jack MAC
We movin' ratchets, no Kat Stacks, it's magic
The way
shell to the right
Yes, I'm going, I'll be outtie, and you can find me
I'll be chilling back, I'll be chilling Jack
Let's go
And we get higher,
Mix the jack with the coke and I'm okay
Put the zaza in the air let it rotate
Get money, let a broke niggah throw shade
And umma let ya bitch drive
only thing that brighten my mood (Yes sir)
If you had a million you would feel good too (So good)
Never ever cheated but don't play by the rules (Hell
can all those muscles do
And he said, "I can turn a jack, I can lay a track
I can pick and shovel too"
Can you swing a hammer boy?
Yes sir, I'll do
all can them muscles do?" and he said,
"I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
"Can you swing a hammer, boy?" "Yes sir, I'll
it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cause your
get that hot
Then start to Sir Mix-A-Lot
[E-40] White girl (x4)
(?White girl" continues to repeat x12 in background)
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
I
sent ‘em
But guess what y'all? That's my actual face sir. What?
cnd it's glowing slime green like my tactical laser [Tactical laser]
I made it all
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
knows where (Sir!)
I'm tryin' to get my fifteen seconds before I die like the rest of you (I can't believe you're Saying this, sir!)
You get back in line!
Uh!
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul
it's done, uh
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I
tracks belack back
Roll crazy with eighty rollin in stollin jack act
Jersey's on the map for car jacks and gat smacks
I'm on the map for bringin the bitch
that video on Brody, But shout out to DZ
Travis Thompson told me keep it goin', that shit excited me
I'm Sir mix alot with the booty, back in 93
I'm
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