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Let It Beaounce Sir Mix-A-Lot

Five hundred dollars to the skirt wit the most bounce Mix-a-Lot is judgin so they let it all out Wet T-shirts, itty bitty skirts All my homies straight puttin in work (much work) I call it sexy, some call

I'll Roll You Up Sir Mix-A-Lot

[Sir Mix-A-Lot] Tightly knit, my script is legit I'm force feedin competition, more rebel shit Rhymes on a roll, cold yet bold I did "Posse on Broadway" in cruise control Runnin like a wart, rap's

Testarossa (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

some American car use a lyrical radar But I'm rolling, the cartel's tolling For the D's keep folding Most Cadillac rappers get look and disturb By the jet black blur Me, the Testarosa running like it

Seattle Ain't Bullshittin' Sir Mix-A-Lot

[Mix-A-Lot] Yo Attitude (talk to me) [Mix-A-Lot] We got some bustin ass marks out here [Mix-A-Lot] Claimin some motherfuckin place they ain't never seen [Attitude] Huh, sellout [Mix-A-Lot] Boy this is

To Sir With Love (영화 '언제나 마음은 태양') (Original Mix) Lulu

Those school girl days Of telling tales and hitting nails are gone But in my mind I know they still will live on and on But how do you think someone Who has taken you from crayons to perfume It isn't easy

Testarosa Sir Mix A Lot

like it suppose ta Don't try to get closer Cause you might get lost in the dual exhaust Don't ever try to fuck wit' a boss High octane there ain't no ping When I swing on a lyrical speed king And

Ride Sir Mix-A-Lot

"Shake, to, my flow Let it go when you shake that coco ""I Got Game"", so whatcha know Get it up, then I hit her with the Rambo Oo-chie, coo-chie Still lookin' for the supa booty Rump, chaser, rump snatcha

I'm Your New God (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

(Sir Mix-a-Lot) She's only 16, she looks lost Bought crack from the dopeman, and got tossed Livin on the streets, smoked out Perfect individual for me to bust out You can sniff me, or you can puff me But

Bark Like You Want It Sir Mix-A-Lot

Bark like you want it baby [x4] Big man is back, oh no, it's a brand new flow Lettin you jakes and females know Ain't a damn thing changed and I still got dough Still gettin watched by po-po You know

Aintsta Sir Mix-A-Lot

Not if you is an undercover busta [Verse 1: Sir Mix-a-Lot] What about this motherfucking aintsta Wannabe gangsta Sittin' in the mirror throwin' sets at your self like a pranksta Lil' punk-ass mark

Seminar Sir Mix-A-Lot

, for the rap so tight Serious men with the strength of ten, comin' through like animals lookin' for a fight Intelligent, packed, so inadequate, step back, Mix-A-Lot's here to inforce what's dope A brand

My Bad Side Sir Mix-A-Lot

"Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear (Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)

Jump On It Sir Mix-A-Lot

jump on it (Ooh lord) Welcome to the 2 1 4 Big be , D Texas Let mr. sexes flex this lexus And this where the cowboys play They battle with my team from the bay Frisco Now I'm from the northwest

Nasty Dogs And Funky Kings Sir Mix-A-Lot

town crown I sniff around 'til I pin cats down They like to run up trees but I can bring 'em back down with a jingle of my car keys Most men is dogs and most dogs is nasty I can't let a cat run past me

Something About My Benzo Sir Mix-A-Lot

baller in a Volkswagen You better hush homes and squash that braggin (Yo what's up Mix, I got a Benzo too) (Could I say something?)

Hit Mix Baccara

Yes Sir, I Can Boogie sung by Baccara Mister Your eyes are full of hesitation Sure makes me wonder If you know what you're looking for.

Sleepin' Wit My Fonk Sir Mix-A-Lot

"How can a brother like Mix get played on?

The (Peek-A-Boo) Game Sir Mix-A-Lot

"[Intro: Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)] (Peek a boo) This is the true story about a young lady I know (Peek a boo) A walkin' zombie, product of the system (Peek a boo) Now she's play a game by her own rules

What's Real Sir Mix-A-Lot

[Verse 1 - Sir Mix-A-Lot] 1977 was a no cocaine in my hood-ject The brothers was stuck on Chuck without a mind set I got tired of watchin "Good Times" feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank

Sprung On The Cat (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

But now we're being messed over I said now we're being messed over You done fell in love with the cat You know what I'm talking about "The Cat" It'll get ya *RAP* Meow, meow, the cat will get ya If you let

National Anthem Sir Mix-A-Lot

Verse One: Sir Mix-a-Lot I'm living like hell in a world of death Protectors of the people wear bullet-proof vests Your little nephew, flipped him a Uzi Took to the streets, shot em up and then ""Who me

The Boss Is Back (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

{Boss} {Boss} So I took a one-year hiatus Ain't nobody heard my latest You thought Mix-a-Lot was through But I'm back; this boot's on you What happened to all the old homies?

My Hooptie Sir Mix-A-Lot

Who's car is it?

Put 'Em On The Glass Sir Mix-A-Lot

five point O like pimps on ho, G And I'm sittin' in third, I'm never on swerve, to the right I merge Now I'm patrollin' and I'm lookin' for a skirt, this thing I'm holin I still got game ain't a damn thing

Don't Call Me Da Da Sir Mix-A-Lot

Room triple deuced me and baby got loose Look at baby wiggle that big caboose Got a little tiny waist, everything's in place I'm pacin, facin the situation It's on, put it on tape, troop Got a little

Monsta Mack Sir Mix-A-Lot

The baby boom was on I drop No more woodstock but now you got Mix-A-Lot So put me in your CD changer Watch your girl cause Mix's a re-arranger Ooo, he's sexist Doo, he's sexist Keepin Rush Limbaugh

Baby Got Back (웃찾사 나몰라 패밀리) Sir Mix-A-Lot

Look at her butt, It is so big, she looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends. Who understands those rap guys anyways. They only talk to her because she looks like a total prositute, ok.

Baby Got Back (웃찾사 `나몰라 패밀리` 삽입곡, 처음처럼 - 흔들어라 `이효리` 편) Sir Mix-A-Lot

got the butt HELL YEAH so shake it ya so shake it ya shake that healthy butt Baby got back L A face with a Oakland booty Baby got back L A face with a Oakland booty L A face with a Oakland booty

Baby Got Back Sir Mix A Lot

*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 They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute

Baby Got Back (Clean Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

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 They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute I mean

You Can Have Her Sir Mix-A-Lot

[ 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!'

Gortex Sir Mix A Lot

in a dish, name it up, rib-tip Metal in the front, big stomp, crush neck Punks on tip, call the boots, GoreTex Laugh if you want, but you might get crushed Walk through the dangerous Hilltop brush

Gortex Sir Mix-A-Lot

in a dish, name it up, rib-tip Metal in the front, big stomp, crush neck Punks on tip, call the boots, GoreTex Laugh if you want, but you might get crushed Walk through the dangerous Hilltop brush

Baby got Back Sir Mix a lot

- Oh my god, becky look at her butt it is so big uhh she looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends but u know who understands those rap guys they only talk 2 her becuz she looks like a total

Baby Got Back Sir Mix-A-Lot

oh my god, becky look at her butt it is so big uhh she looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends but u know who understands those rap guys they only talk 2 her becuz she looks like a total prostitute

Baby Got Back (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

oh my god, becky look at her butt it is so big uhh she looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends but u know who understands those rap guys they only talk 2 her becuz she looks like a total prostitute

The Jack Back (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

A Nazi and you ain't never SEEN Germany but you was lookin for a enemy So you found a young brother with cash crashed my glass, snatched my whole stash Boy I'ma getcha back, like it ain't no thang Show

I Got Game Sir Mix-A-Lot

That's right baby, blowin' me a kiss Thinkin' Mixalot gonna make you rich Highside, highside, vapors that's right Can't get play 'cause my games so tight Now she's wit' it, skirts in effect Layin' on the

Beepers Sir Mix-A-Lot

' it and you can't witness A Oakland skeeso, how do I know 'Cause four-one-five was the area code Turn it off, turn it on, so I won't get busted You know rap stars never get trusted Baby want to get so

Denial Sir Mix-A-Lot

"You are my only daughter, I guess I made you twice You look inside my other, he'll give you bad advice I will tell you I'm OK, but deep inside I'm afraid I don't drink holy water, I'm not a son of Christ

A Rapper's Reputation (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

I'm rollin' in a Nine-Oh van.

One Time's Got No Case (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

put your hands on the hood Muhammed It's the man that you love to hate Coming outta Washington state Cops don't like my profile Cause Mixalot kicks much style So the man is on my trail He wanna take Mix

Man U Luv Ta Hate Sir Mix-A-Lot

"What you mean I'm gone man You don't even know me Well go ahead and get 'em up busta Come on with it Wahaa!

Take My Stash Sir Mix-A-Lot

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 Me, rollin in the AMG still ?

Mack Daddy Sir Mix A Lot

Mack Daddy You better roll with the big mack, the man with the game Mack Daddy Gotta big snake, all you gotta do is make it dance, you know what I'm sayin' Mack Daddy *RAP* I'm rollin' to another

Lockjaw (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

weak hip-hop boy tried to jock my spot and he flopped He went down to the concrete ground I'm a hound when I get down And I'm back, the mack with a lyrical knack To pack sacks and never pay tax And when

Chief Boot Knocka' Sir Mix-A-Lot

fog I'm that, black man with fourteen skirts in a black Scadan A fool named Draws in a seven six Kirk Parked at the bench and left his girl on trays Said get out the car bitch, that's a mistake cause

I Check My Bank Sir Mix-A-Lot

"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 but boom, look at all the niggaz runnin

Brown Shuga Sir Mix-A-Lot

big fat contract Now she's on the visitors' sideline The mackin' is on when the coach calls ""Time"" Quick work, gotta do a slip so Do it while the Raiders is kickin' they field goal Put the number on

Lead Yo Horse Sir Mix-A-Lot

hoe-checkin All them makes wishes, ain't already tryin to sympathize Players stay paid all day, but yo ass stays broke and high Oh my, kids and stuff all over like some roller skates Still I keeps it