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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?) 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'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 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 A Rapper's Reputation (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot I'm rollin' in a Nine-Oh van. 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 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 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 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 Jump On It Sir Mix-A-Lot team from the bay Frisco Now I'm from the northwest But I 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 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 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 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 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 Baby Got Back (웃찾사 나몰라 패밀리) Sir Mix-A-Lot 'em round and big, And when I'm throwin' a gig I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like a animal, now here's my scandal, I wanna get ya home, and uh, double up, uh-uh. Baby Got Back (웃찾사 `나몰라 패밀리` 삽입곡, 처음처럼 - 흔들어라 `이효리` 편) Sir Mix-A-Lot \'em round and big And when I\'m throwin\' a gig I just can\'t help myself I\'m actin\' like a animal now here\'s my scandal I wanna get ya home and uh double up uh uh I ain\'t talkin\' bout playboy 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? Baby Got Back (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot ’s my scandal I wanna get u home and uh double up uh uh I ain’t talking bout playboy those silicon parts are made for toys I want them real thick and juicy so find that juicy double mix-alot 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 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. 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 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 Sprung On The Cat (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot little honey But the honey gets runny when 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 Sleepin' Wit My Fonk Sir Mix-A-Lot "How can a brother like Mix get played on? Chief Boot Knocka' Sir Mix-A-Lot her down, but you got no proof Now you shootin buckshot through the roof (yep) To much emotion, somebody rub this sissy boy down with lotion And now your tellin her to stay home But she can still call Mix 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 One Time's Got No Case (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot Mix to jail If he does, I'll make the bail Cause I know alot of rich females I'm shakin' 'em just like this Keepin' that Porsche in fifth King County cops don't quit Even when a young brothers legit So 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 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