Lyrics:
can give you what you need
If you're lovin' it
You gotta shake it up & down
There ain't no stopping me
Gotta bounce with it
All I wanna do is
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play
for staring
Do you even realize you're looking that good woman?
Girl you're so captivating
Oh I ain't hesitating on you
Gotta wonder, are you by
Damn you look good as fuck
Looking for your love wassup?
Here for the night, is that enough?
Never a stranger to the love
Sweeter than a honey bun
It's good, turn the lights off (Yii)
Starin' at the bright lights, cruisin' through the city
Swervin' by the curve, ain't nobody fuckin' with me
Got
of Nikes
As I strike, out the door, to my superb
Parked by the curb, candy coated bird
The sun got my candy lookin' good enough to eat
You can tell
on a Journey Just to prove a point
Keep in mind I got the Keys to the Kingdom
Handed over by the King of Kings, now I got dominion
And I’m Lovin it, Livin
(chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa)
Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa)
I'm just partying I ain't letting the tool spit
All in my zone yeah you already know
Distracted by hoes, nah distracted by dough
C.R.E.A.M., y'all know me yeah you already know
Cheese, hit these
don't minding wake up everyday and see your face
And wanting to lay inside your arms
Cause there ain't nothing like your touch
It's so good never
ain't good for my image
So Big Daddy, you know it's time to kick a verse
But do your man a favor, don't curse
Uh, the smooth rap inventor that enter
follow rules, you forget these rip tides pull you in, this ain't no swimmin' pool
Lockless creepin' by the coast, you'd go good with toast, he's hungry,
came along,
My first song drop
Damn, they lovin' me (jiggy)
How you gon compare that
To the demons I ain't speaking on
The bread don't make
I guess you figure
you made out, good to go, but you didn't know
They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo
To kill another nigga, catch
you can try
But she might just pass you by (irresistible chick)
Blame the others, you don't want her
E-V-E's in yo' life
I'm a good girl,
we continue to reign
as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention
I'm by his side, with
[INTRO CHORUS]
HE'S A NICE GUY
how ya doin
HE'S A NICE GUY
Good to see you
HE'S A NICE GUY
How ya momma and them
[VERSE 1]
Mr. Niceguy
the villa (bought the villa)
The whip was sick enough I went and got the ill one (got the ill one)
Your tree wasn't enough good thing I brought some killa
niggas who front, spell it backwards, war
[chorus]
[king just]
Hey good lookin, what you got cookin
Pack your nerve quick, i have this in the street
not to come off ass
Cause these niggas ain't playing fair
You know stay on your square, handle the biz
Be the man you say you is
I always been that
a mag
For like half a billi
And your ass ain't Lily
White
That mean that shit you write must be illy
Either that or your flow is silly
It's both
I
a mag
For like half a billi
And your ass ain't Lily
White
That mean that shit you write must be illy
Either that or your flow is silly
It's both
I
do my thing!
Taking everything--All Possessions--all your dreams!
By any means! Im just trying to Get this green
The ring goes ding! The radars Looking
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