I'm peelin off domes with a baseball bat. Forty four Magnum choice of gat. Mercury tip fillin up my clip. I can shoot him in the dome or I can get him in the hip.
I'm a hip hop soldier .... I'm a hip hop soldier. . All you wannabe gangstas, drivin' Volkswagens. Chillin' at the high schools, broke but braggin'. Under educated, your style is dated.
Posse in effect scramble up new rhyme. Big Goretex crushed down two time. Rumble in the street neighborhood shakedown. Emerald City posse gonna take this town.
Men have died and shot folks for this game. All to get a rusty bucket of nails at the end of a platinum rainbow. No, game. . [Chorus]. Some have died and some just lied with it (game).
[Intro - talking]. Like it was before, as usual. Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same. . [Verse 1]. Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with this.
The Mack Daddy, rippin' up skirts in the back of Caddies. If baby got back then baby can have me. Controversy made them ban me, understand me. Girls, bringin' many problems to my world.
You're my love. You're my angel. You're the girl of my dreams. And I'd like to thank you. For waiting patiently. Daddy's home, your Daddy's home, to stay.
He's in a yellow Camaro, skin so smooth. A buttercup boy from the funny school. His hair's all nice and wavy. And mine is nappy so you call me crazy. And he's got them skin-tight spandex on.
Now I'm your big mall dropper, mud duck stopper. Fila on the bottom and Adidas on the topper. Transform scratchin', big beat mackin'. I can tell you're getting jealous by the look I'm catchin'.
(*Woman speaking Spanish*) - w/ ad libs. . [Chorus]. Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey. Buckin my horse, giddy up (throwin up this dirty old for life, fool).
"tell 'about me baby". Sweet brown shuga, that's what I call this female. bad from the head to the motherfuckin' toenails. I ain't sprung, I'm just poppin' them facts'.
Here's a gory kinda story, 'bout an obese freak. With a forty inch waist and a ten inch beak,. Overweight and out of shape with a triple chin,. Her brassiere strikes fear in the hearts of men,.
Esclave dune monnaie fabrique en occident. Je porte plainte lAfrique et ses habitants. A qui profitent la Beac et la Bceao. Quand le franc CFA liquide notre Cacao.
Oh! Y'all been tellin' some lies 'bout your penile region. (Fuck me up here). That's what I heard from your girl, boy. . We like a great big Johnson. We like a great big Johnson.
Operator's voice:. (Welcome to Sky Pager). . (*sound of beeper going off, appears throughout song*). . [Sir Mix A-Lot] (Operator's voice). Beepers ....
1- {Woof!} (Bark like you want it). {Woof!} (Bark like you want it baby). [4x]. . Big man is back, oh no, it's a brand new flow. Lettin you jakes and females know.
Artist: SirMixAlot. *talking*. Oh my god. Becky, look at her butt. It is so big. She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends. Who understands those rap guys.
I'm rollin' in a Nine-Oh van. California, that's my plan. Got memories Mix-A-Lot left in limbo, first stop Sacremento. Here we go, hit a club called Bentleys.
Yo Skrill drop it hard. . Yo Skrill drop it hard. . Sirah says. Chillin' in Kyoto grand with my man Skrill. Chain smokin' nicotine sayin' fuck a fast deal.
We go up & down, up & down, up & down (Down, down). We go up & down, up & down, up & down (Down, down). We go up & down, up & down, up & down (Down, down).