Lyrics:
I'm toxic as fuck like when you mix bleach and ammonia
Y'all niggas be catching so much fucking heat
You thought you was a ball player Miami
I hit you
I think we should mix like chex
By far I'ma say you're the best
Let me set this straight I don't love you
I just think about you when I want to
And I
way
But I respect his decision
He's got a lot on his mind
He's pretty good with the gavel
A little heavy on the fines
One day there was this minstrel
wife because of it
But I got this life because of it
Told ya, game don't never get old
[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Yeah don't grab the game bull by
in her top 8 no nonsense
Leave a lot of picture comments
Only thing I used to be duck duckin'
Was a goose, gave you a controller
Let you be player 2,
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, shit
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
and this shit by the boatload
All these bitches be takin' these photos
I'm like, "Oh no"
We be catchin' them players like Ocho
Yeah
They like, "Tweet Mack
to be defeated
By some freak mix of Shady friends
Who may try to make this beef stick
But any chance that my foot wont' snap off
Into their greasy ass,
a move on 'em
Hey, Hennessy with the chardonnay, mix it
I put the trees in the Garcay, twist it (whoa, yeah)
A true player smokin' purple hair
Two
a move on 'em
Hey, Hennessy with the chardonnay, mix it
I put the trees in the Garcay, twist it (whoa, yeah)
A true player smokin' purple hair
Two
the button watch the top drop
My Posse on Broadway bumpin Sir Mix A Lot
Dreams of a million first class with a heavy knot
Sippin a Mimosa pinky out legs
business we go hard as fuck
Building our own palace and the pillars give the crown to us
You need a 16 killed send Sir Yebs some dollars
A bucket to save
Rockin' heavy in the winter
Long coat, trendsetter
I ain't a player, I just crush a lot
Just a thought (thot) on my mind
I ain't got no time
Shawty wanna
oh, girl, your body good
Boardroom smart, but I love it when they hood (yeah)
Aquazzura Amazon sandals in that emerald green
Same color gown by
the Mix-a-Lot
Bitches put 'em on the glass while
I'm puttin' stickers on they ass
I rule everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get
Every time I touch down in a city of yours
I mix and mingle with my boys, shootin' winks at the broads
Shootin' drinks to the players, keepin' in peace
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
Let's get turnt to the right amount
Yeah that's what counts
Let's have fun tonight while I'm in the town
Yeah that's what counts
You tryna come by
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
shit the game ain't fair-a lot of ya'll never come back to the(ghetto)
'cause ya'll greedy ass fuck
niggaz don't take care of they kids they'd rather by
as a cane (it came with a 30)
I'm not a rapper, got raised by trappers, they taught me the game (OGs)
Got on them frames by Louis (eat it up), but I wear my
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
Jinx
A Kukliński Rich jak Punisher Big
Każdy cop to Pig HIP HOP robi Pih
Przejebany bit jak Sir Mix mam Lot
I szalone flow Rakim oddaj sos
PMD ma skill
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