Yeah, Skee-Lo in the house. Givin' shouts out to all the homies out there. You know how we do it six fo's ragged tops, Catalacs. This is how it sounds.
I used to think that I was hard. The kind of kid you don't wanna mess wit'. I'll fight you and your bodyguard. I was illiterate we're talkin' gibberish.
I used to think that I was hard. The kind of kid you don't wanna mess wit'. I'll fight you and your bodyguard. I was illiterate, we're talkin' gibberish.
I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her. I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat.
I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her. I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat.
Bonsai and oh my. Yippee Kai yai yay. Hello, hello, hello. Hooray, hooray, hooray. I am here to interrupt your regular program. So, hey man, now don't you touch that dial.
Crenshaw on Sunday night. . Drinking' up my friends me and Funke Trend. Check the scenery but I'll be stepping on the scene. All the queens get de-fiending me.
If you don't mind. (If you don't mind). We'd like to play somethin'. (Play somethin'). . Gloria, pick up I know your there. Stop frontin' just pick up.
I will give it up. I won't be afraid. I won't try too hard. I will touch your back. I'm prepared for death. I will tear my clothes. People try too hard.
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]. ...All this ill shit. This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit. What the fuck is this shit?. See the shit's video?. 'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!'.
"In this country a man's home is his castle..". . [Sir Mix-a-Lot]. I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come. Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that one.
{Boss}. {Boss}. We have such sights to show you. This isn't for your eyes.... AaaAAAA, the boss is back!. {Boss}. The boss is back!. {Boss}. {Boss}. .
I'm your Testarosa. First gear. Watch me go, keep 'em in fear. Rumble, young man rumble. Brother won't fumble, muthafukas just crumble. Gaskets crank, rappers get spank.
I'm your Testarosa. First gear. Watch me go, keep 'em in fear. Rumble, young man rumble. Brother won't fumble, muthafukas just crumble. Gaskets crank, rappers get spank.
Huh!. There's a black man livin in a big (big) house. Three credit cards fulla fat (fat) clout. Fatass garage holdin nine (nine) cars. One of them Mack Daddy rap (rap) stars.
Get busy!. . [Verse 1]. Sir Mix-A-Lot bread the ultimate freak. So cute in a suit, my beats can see. Intelligent freak, wardrobe complete. You can fold my robe, if you be my freak.
*SPOKEN*. . "Hey, homeys!". "Who me?". "Yeah, that's right. You the fly hustler.". "Ya'll still sellin' that fake Louie, huh?". "Hey! Don't be turnin' the highside up in here. You don't even got the.
[Intro - talking]. Ha hee!, hee!. Why Mix-A-Lot cotton picker you freak skinnin the cats. Why don't you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down.
*SPOKEN*. . Brothers, we've messed over our sisters for years. (years and years). I said for years. But now we're being messed over. I said now we're being messed over.
How can a brother like Mix get played on?. Used to get my fade on, now I'm sprayin Raid on. Tryin to keep my game buck proof. Salt-N-Pepa said +Shoop+, now my girl done cut loose.