Lyrics:
delay or they'll decay
Come on fellas, step this way!
Feast your eyes on all my lovely bodies
Spilsbury
Take a look, I've quite the repertoire
Sir
delay or they'll decay
Come on fellas, step this way!
Feast your eyes on all my lovely bodies
Spilsbury
Take a look, I've quite the repertoire
Sir
time
Denim rap, competition quick, handle that
Suckin the jim hat, pervertin on my raps'll get you slidapped
Mix drink Cuban Link lizink,
time
Denim rap, competition quick, handle that
Suckin the jim hat, pervertin on my raps'll get you slidapped
Mix drink Cuban Link lizink,
(Wilt Chamberlain All Hunitts)
Yeah
Take an Adderall to fix my focus
I like to mix my doja
I think I might switch my dosage yeah
Im up two more
Molly
Two-time division champ in oratory (Whoo)
Pastors kid in a church singing glory glory (Yuh)
While y'all drunk being kids
Mix of Rick and Morty (Oh my)
See
I got neon (in my trunk)
I got bass (in my trunk)
I got shit if I get caught I catch a case (in my trunk)
I got bricks (in my trunk)
I got pounds
bad as steff Lon don mix with Rihanna and a stallion
I got some hoes in my stash
The same stash I keep my cash
They some gold digging pussy but with
eager
To disrespect the petty thoughts of many reps
As I take steps and climb and
Leave footprints on your mind
I've designed my own lifestyle words
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
)
A lot books that I couldn't study
A lot of hating but I found it funny
And a lot of wisdom they couldn't take it from me
I'm the candy man, call me sugar
flakes
Rakin' in the cash, tryna make sure that my mans straight (my guys)
Now everybody breaking bags, shook all of that dead weight
Upgraded my stash
around ya
I don't know the shit
I really did this
I really been in the motherfuckin
Mix a lot I did this
Sir mix a lot when I be mixin
Up all this drink
I don't hear it if it isn't in my mix
In my mirror I see the realest in this bitch
Two fingers in the air
Peace fuck y'all
Cold shoulder got it made
stash some away
Then I came across bitcoin it really sparked my interest
I would pay my bills then just invest the difference
I borrowed some cash from
in the mix
Can’t talk about Racks you don’t mention no bricks
Stash spots add value to the whips
You wanna beat the tax you gotta take a trip
Say a lil
And quick to point out all the flaws
In all you dreams but it take a lot to try to break me
And what my crew be doing
We staying concentrated
Mix it up
Stiirr
like (silk)
Can I talk my shit, baby? (speak to me)
I go by many names (oh)
Kojey Acholades
Pablo Eskojey
Houdini Kojini
Luther Vankojey
And Sir
you down
Ask around whose compound this
Drinking slize malt liquor
Trey pound in the vest (yes sir)
Lay down in the nest, I got a nice stash
Get
Break ki's down to oz's
Never buy any dope
Without weighin it on the triple beam
Fuck soda use be -12
Keep a stash for the tryin to take
cash in the stash, stash in the car, car in the lot
So when I blow up the lot ::BOOM:: your whole shit stop
Why'all rappers is backwards, make the game
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
to take us back (Yep)
So you got your and I got mine, so why do you whine about my grind ?
Sitting around blaming Mix-a-Lot for your situation
Boy get
Who would've that it would be this type of night
This type of plot really piques my appetite
Sir Mix-a-Lot, drop it like it's hot. yeah she really knows
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