Take My Stash Sir Mix-A-Lot

with the monochrome grille Don't serve birds but I'm livin like a king But the IRS got a thing for a brother like me Uncle Sam want to buy another missile (yep) Strip Mix-a-Lot straight down to the

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

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

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?)

Chief Boot Knocka' Sir Mix-A-Lot

plan Take another girl from a cryin ass man Always askin her where she's been She was rollin with me from six through ten (yep) Got home at ten thirty You was smellin her neck, tryin to see if she's dirty

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

Just 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

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

Mack Daddy Sir Mix-A-Lot

ya, get wit' me Comin', runnin, your boyfriends gunnin' The big boss is so cunnin' Some of my home boys hate me They get a microphone, then try to take me But you ain't slip, sayin' what's up Mix

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

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

Gortex Sir Mix A Lot

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 Suckers gettin' mad, swift kick,

Gortex Sir Mix-A-Lot

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 Suckers gettin' mad, swift kick, broke

Man U Luv Ta Hate Sir Mix-A-Lot

Y'all bustas just don't know Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes If you want to playa hate Eat a big 'ole snake It's The Man You Love 2 Hate The J.R

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

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.

I Got Game Sir Mix-A-Lot

and a freak Rollin' in the park, 'n I seen this cutey L.A. face, with a Oakland booty She's on tip, but I'm playin' that role Talkin' to the home boys, showin' my gold Skeez on bell, levi smell I'm spittin

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

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

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

Oh baby, I wanna get wit ya, And take yo' picture, My home boys tried to warn me, that butt u got, means so horney oh, rumple smooth skin, You say you wanna get in my benz, Well use me, use me,

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

that butt was stuck deep in these jeans she\'s wearin\' I\'m hooked and I cant stop starin\' Oh baby I wanna get wit ya And take yo\' picture My home boys tried to warn me that butt u got means

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?

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!'

Baby got Back Sir Mix a lot

get wit cha and take ur pictcha my homeboys tryed 2 warn me but that butt u got makes me so horny ooooooo rumple smooth skin u say u wanna get my benz well use me use me cuz u ain't that average

Baby Got Back Sir Mix-A-Lot

get wit cha and take ur pictcha my homeboys tryed 2 warn me but that butt u got makes me so horny ooooooo rumple smooth skin u say u wanna get my benz well use me use me cuz u ain't that average

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

wit cha and take ur pictcha my homeboys tryed 2 wa me but that butt u got makes me so ho y ooooooo rumple smooth skin u say u wanna get my benz well use me use me cuz u ain’t that average groupie

My Hooptie Sir Mix-A-Lot

tires, and my white walls flakin' Hit mickey-d's, Maharaji starts to bug He ate a quarter-pounder, threw the pickles on my rug Runnin', movin' tabs expired Girlies tryin' to dis 'n say my car looks

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

Sleepin' Wit My Fonk Sir Mix-A-Lot

"How can a brother like Mix get played on?

In My Lifetime (Original Ski Mix) Jay-Z

Chorus: Jay-Z In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough I need a whole lot of dough (for real!)

In My Lifetime (Original Ski Mix) Jay-Z

Chorus: Jay-Z In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough I need a whole lot of dough (for real!)

Dream MIX

You're my destiny. you are my love. Once to come back to me.

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

I Check My Bank Sir Mix-A-Lot

out the room Just another soldier, causin doom No I don't bang but I like to wound... my enemy Who is the enemy, I'm glad you asked Any motherfucker standin in my path Got a Bentley Turbo, now you

Jump On It Sir Mix-A-Lot

Houston, what's up (x2) Houston jump on it, jump on it, 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

Something About My Benzo Sir Mix-A-Lot

"Tell y'all what I'm rollin There's something about my Benzo with tinted windows It's kinda slick, how I'm made for bimbos Cruisin down the street with this gip on my hood I'm gettin points like a Benzo

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

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

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

Testarosa Sir Mix A Lot

I chill when my rhyme's on fire As I approach the end of my tach My lyrical horse power blows to the max Red line is reached to the peak of my speech And I told ya, I'm your Testarosa Testarosa

Testarossa (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

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 Stripes get yank, a superior rank Won't stop the jock in

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

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

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

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 Tryin to make Mix

Beepers Sir Mix-A-Lot

freak Cops say I'm bangin', girls say I'm slangin' Just 'cause my black Cross Courts be hangin' Ah huh, that's it baby Beep diddy beep, will I call you maybe Sky Pager looks like a Phaser That's the attire

Let It Beaounce Sir Mix-A-Lot

, THOUGH, got fourteen mamas On my HIP, SO, don't do it bro!

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

"(C'mon now"") Got 'em up, yeah my Taliano, not many brothers is rollin' in Diablos Hittin' the hard rock, to finish my work spot I'm lookin' for females to cop (yeah) You thinkin' past me, I'm rollin'

Brown Shuga Sir Mix-A-Lot

the bottom of a cup (The kick is up, it's good!)

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

Nasty Dogs And Funky Kings Sir Mix-A-Lot

, while I'ma stop in Cosmo Cause my lyrical content is gando Stickin to the mind of the critics I'm still with it, dogs gotta get it (hey come here buddy) Bow wow was the sound of the hound with the C

Mack Daddy Sir Mix A Lot

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 neighborhood Me 'n my