I Got Game Sir Mix-A-Lot

back-a my 'vette I got game, I got game, You know I got game, I got game POP THAT GAME Bye-bye baby, Mix gotta roll Switch to the Benz and I gotta get mo' Hit the strip, seen this skinny Butt shook like

Monsta Mack Sir Mix-A-Lot

Got ten cars and the girls like that I was born and bred to be a mack Once your sign is played You gotta put a style in your game now a days In the sixty's girls was all hot LSD had 'em given up thigh

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

Sleepin' Wit My Fonk Sir Mix-A-Lot

"How can a brother like Mix get played on?

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

pay for them pearls One had a baby and it's a girl *baby giggling* I swore I had protection, got an erection Must resist temptation Girls flock, ride my jock 'Cause a big fat Porsche went around

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

Chief Boot Knocka' Sir Mix-A-Lot

I got ya Tibbity toe, tibbity toe through the grass Old scallous ass nigga with a pocket full of cash Who that?

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!'

Brown Shuga Sir Mix-A-Lot

"Tell 'em 'bout me baby Sweet Brown Shuga, that's what I call this female Bad from the hair to the muthafuckin' toenails I ain't sprung, I'm just pumpin' them facts Baby is a female mack, yeah I said heel

Lead Yo Horse Sir Mix-A-Lot

anew for '9-6 Lead yo ass to the aqua, but I can't make a brother rich You gotta go for self, and then help others Mama wasn't lyin when she put you up on game, brother All up in the house gettin

My Hooptie Sir Mix-A-Lot

Some young punk, droppin' me a flip off sign Put the deuce in reverse, and started to curse Another sucker on the south side about to get hurt Homey got scared, so I got on Yeah my group got paid,

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

California, that's my plan Got memories Mix-A-Lot left in limbo, first stop Sacremento Here we go, hit a club called Bentleys Want a skirt to git wit' me, hit me There's a girl with a back like a Cadillac

Mack Daddy Sir Mix-A-Lot

' what's up Mix?

Baby Got Back Sir Mix A Lot

hooked and I can't stop staring Oh, baby I wanna get with ya And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But with that butt you got Make Me so horney Ooh, all of that smooth skin You say

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

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

Baby got Back Sir Mix a lot

its just so big uhh i can't believe its just so round its out there gross look shes just so black I like big butts and I cannot lie u other brotherz can't deny when a girl walks in with a itty

Baby Got Back Sir Mix-A-Lot

its just so big uhh i can't believe its just so round its out there gross look shes just so black I like big butts and I cannot lie u other brotherz can't deny when a girl walks in with a itty

Let It Beaounce Sir Mix-A-Lot

"I love it when ya bounce bounce bounce, shakin the top, shakin the bottom Can I pounce pounce pounce, chasin the boots and then I done got 'em Can I go go go?

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

I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can\'t deny That when a girl walks in with a itty bitty waist and A round thing in yo face you get sprung I wanna pull up front cuz I notice

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

...she's just so...BLACK I like big butts and I cannot lie, You other brothers can't deny, That when a girl walks in with a itty bitty waist and A round thing in yo face, you get sprung.

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

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

its just so big uhh i can’t believe its just so round its out there gross look shes just so black I like big butts and I cannot lie u other brotherz can’t deny when a girl walks in with a itty,

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

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

a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung Wanna pull up front Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't

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?

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

up a 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

Beepers Sir Mix-A-Lot

of a Northwest player San Jose, I got a show Chillin' like a champ with a girl in a limo There we go again, I got a beep The girl got nosy beggin' for a peep Get off me girl, this is business I'm workin

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

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

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

Nasty Dogs And Funky Kings Sir Mix-A-Lot

[Verse 1] Kitty cat, kitty cat run, run, run I'm the dog in the Benz with the big chrome gun Lookin for a coochie proper Hot mama, big dog, big game, no drama Never make babies, can't get rabies Makin

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

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

Something About My Benzo Sir Mix-A-Lot

to kick my rectum Got up in my face, tellin me I was deaf I slapped the boy cause he had bad breaf Looked down had his rope I saw VNLW What you tryin do, you dumb brother you Call yourself a baller in

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

the money's funny 'Cause I'm hipped an' a brother like Mix don't slip 'Cause them girls will put that cat right on ya And don't say I didn't warn ya Go down to the beach See the girls in bikini's Wonder

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

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.

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

follow me wherever I go I hear 'em on the radio With a scanner that I bought from the sto' Cause a brother like Mix gotta know I'm checkin' them cops with radar They don't believe I'm a rap star That

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

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

Jump On It Sir Mix-A-Lot

likes my soul food So I'm calling up an old groove And I'm a brother with a gut So, hello Keana, can ya take us out to Poppa Doughs And don't forget about San Antone The last time I went through

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

, STRAIGHT to his forehead I hit em hard and it hit the spot I punish and plot with Mix-a-Lot Now where's the leader at?

Swap Meet Louie (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

You don't even got the dope... Oh, baby, I don't need the highside, just giv F00006068

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?)

Testarosa Sir Mix A Lot

gun when I hit gear one Now I'm in third and you think that's quick Huh, wait till I hit fifth Me and my pack, we keep plenty of snackpacks You said fat now I'm yo to the max Want Mix-A-Lot for your

Lockjaw (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

chop up crops A 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

The Game End Of Fashion

Got an illusion,I wanted to say, There's something wrong here A lot to take, I need to play the game again All my friends are slipping in the mud, Well it's a lot like dying, a lot like trying, All

Baby Got Back (Karaoke - Sir Mix-A-Lot) Various Artists

They only talk to her because she looks like a total prositute, ok. I mean, her butt. It's just so big. I cant believe its just so round, its like out there. I mean, gross Look!

HEAVY SiR

Just got off a three-day bender Still enjoying the ride From what I remember Last night was a hell of a night Pro'ly need to go easy But I'm in love with the pain Don't be surprised if you see me dancing