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steppin', mix it with Givenchy (Yeah)
I'ma take Perc' 30's 'til I OD ('Til I OD)
I just copped a million dollars by my lonely (Lonely)
Now I got a lot

If I don't make it I'ma fail
Jump ship, I had to bail
On all the drugs that I'm taking
I caught myself gettin' complacent
If I don't flip, I'ma flop

get you some, it's plentiful (lot)
When I say quickie, let's hurry up, that mean I'm in a rush
Real street nigga, spit on that, uh, 'fore we finna

they were bottle tops;
Keeping dubies in our socks,
Rolling cigars by the box,
Rapping to the cuties
With big buddies like Sir Mix-A-Lot;
Knowing we

BGR
(It's Lil Byron on this track who you Thought it was)
BGR
When you hear me on the song you Gone know wassup (You already Know)
It's Lil Byron

must do
Tell you go home like eew 
Hope it came off very rude
You say I'm lame I dont know sir
Don't talk to me no more 
Do not say that it does hurt
You

and conquering)
Live and conquer (we're living)
Live and conquer (and conquering)
Live and conquer (We're living, living and conquering)

I'm not Sir Mix-a-Lot but

State of the Art

Sudden Death

Fatal Accident Zone

Whodini disappeared and Doug E. Fresh went stale
And I think Sir Mix-A-Lot got into some bad ale
The Fat Boys broke up and then one of 'em died
And when I

like Deebo? lil bitch Im Nino!
I Jump in that water like Nemo I'm thinking i need mo'
I see it I get it like repos bitch this the cheat code
Bitch this

Tonight's da Night

Redman

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 1: East Side

1996

askin' if I can slam it
I'm

Yo, yo, Redman, man, what the fuck, man
Get the fuck off that, punk smooth shit, man
Get with that rough shit, man, you

Stay Alive

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Hamilton: An American Musical [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2015

outright

That's right

Don't engage, strike by night
Remain relentless 'til their troops take flight

Make it impossible to justify the cost

to the old
We live by the code
Do what you love in life
Unless it can get you runnin' from the po-po, woo!
Now that money ain't a thing like, woo!

the beaten path, way off
Think of it, you could buy bitcoins for pennies, return with a fortune amassed
Or you could save 6 million jews from the ovens by

Atleast I call it being
Got no need to creep in
Just jump right off the deep end
No other language or accent I'd rather speak Slim
Cos I follow your

She wants the earth moved
Jackhammer no
My tool's multifunction
I'm finna get down deep in her tum tum
Sir mix a lot of styles just to up the fun some

sure seem rude
For fam like the Partridges, pardon him for the mix-up
Battle for your ctari cartridges or put your kicks up
It's a stick up

Now put your

I've met a lot of MCs
Who are jokers and pranksters
(Yes, but you are the Hip Hop Gangster)
To switch around the answer
Bring it right to the top
Sir

get a lot of new bands
Put that shit straight on my hand
When it come down to them bands
When it come down to them bands
When it come down to them bands

a blessing
Even if you don't love it my nigga you gotta respect it
I learned a lot from last year, yea I'm on the Up and Up
I took a lot of L's my nigga, shit

my notebook
And when them girls jump from the past to try to hit me up
It's easily a pass like a no-look
And I don't even rap about no dope cooked up

true, sir.
We're Who's who, sir.
I'm a Who and so is she

Mayor & Mrs. Mayor:
We're tiny little people blowing by in the air,
Wonder how and why
We're

free that I'm the dopest nigga

Coming out that northwest
It's a fact that I won't be no Sir Mix-a-lot
I'm making up the sound
That make you feel it

at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life

I'm a Cossatot river runner been floatin', it goin'
Under Lad bridge since I was

from the ceiling
It's more than a feeling
I've used the battery up
Nowhere to jump

Kinda like lookin' like a ninja
Quiet type: writer by a fire