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

And that's what she did, baby ain't no kid 36 D's a make a man skid I'm puttin' in work on the freeway pass 'Cause she put 'em on the glass (yeah) Put 'em on the glass Put 'em on the glass, girl Put '

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

ends) Met one, boom, there he is A rich young brother in showbiz, yeah Big man, C-E-O, six-double-o are the letters on his Benzo Big mack daddy, bad to the bone But three months later it's on He done

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

[The Wicked One] I've been sayin this, I gotta fix em I wanna fix em with a crucifixion Nail em to a cross and burn em BURN EM BURN EM BURN EM!

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

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

Beepers Sir Mix-A-Lot

I put it on vibrate How does Mix-A-Lot communicate With beepers, baby, ha ha Beepers (Welcome to Sky Pager) Beepers (To use Sky Pager) Beepers (Press the pound key after each entry) Beepers (Please enter

Ride Sir Mix-A-Lot

Huh, get 'em on camera Call me a jockey 'Cause I'm ridin them skirts and I talk real cocky Ol' mackin-ass Mix is back I'm slangin' that game on 28 tracks Yep yep, pack 'em in a Benz Take 'em to my house

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

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

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

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

Lockjaw (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

Leavin' your posse ruined Stuck my fist in his mouth Caught him on a whole shout No pity on the lyrically weak Face defeat, retreat, but don't speak 'Cause I ain't through, fool And you ain't true to the

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

Gortex Sir Mix A Lot

broke rib Serve it 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

Gortex Sir Mix-A-Lot

rib Serve it 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

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

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

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

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

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

I Check My Bank Sir Mix-A-Lot

bigger gat *click BOOM* Now the positive rhymes is onnnn And I'm positively hittin that dome You might want mine but you can't get mine Rather put a hot nine right up in your behind I'm not the nigga

Mack Daddy Sir Mix-A-Lot

' what's up Mix?

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?

Sleepin' Wit My Fonk Sir Mix-A-Lot

"How can a brother like Mix get played on?

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

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.

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

Something About My Benzo Sir Mix-A-Lot

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

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

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

Lead Yo Horse Sir Mix-A-Lot

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 loud and disrespectin 'Lik steps

The Bravest Sir Rosevelt

world on fire Burn a little higher Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh You could make em stand up Make the people put their hands up You can be a champion Champion Champion Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Glory

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!

Baby Got Back Sir Mix A Lot

hell with romancin' Sweat, sweat, got it goin like a turbo vette I'm tired of magazines Saying flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back Fellas

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

hell with romancin' Sweat, sweat, got it goin like a turbo vette I'm tired of magazines Saying flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back Fellas

Green Light (Extended Mix) Roll Deep

Intro Put your hands up, take it to the floor You already give me the green light baby Put your glass up, pour a little more [eski boy...roll deep] You already give me the green light Verse

Jump On It Sir Mix-A-Lot

I took three broads home And much love love to the brothers in Austin And the 5 1 2 I'm flossin in Lawston A state that's as big as hell And I spot two bad ass girls in a tercel They said what's

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

Bark Like You Want It Sir Mix-A-Lot

what a flow like, never grab a ol' mic Never been down wit the slow life Baby I'm a low life lookin for the right type To get it goin on for the whole night King of the backside, look at my rep One of

My Hooptie Sir Mix-A-Lot

quarter-pounder, threw the pickles on my rug Runnin', movin' tabs expired Girlies tryin' to dis 'n say my car looks tired Hit my brakes, out slid skittles Tinted back window with a bubble in the middle

띵가띵가 (Original Mix) 담비와 가즈아

Put em up Put em up Put em up Clap yo hands everybody Put em up Put em up Put em up It's just a party 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 Let’s party like a rockstar My heart is beating faster 난 너를 원해 don't

띵가띵가 (Original Mix) 터보트로닉(Turbotronic)

Put em up Put em up Put em up Clap yo hands everybody Put em up Put em up Put em up It's just a party 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 Let’s party like a rockstar My heart is beating faster 난 너를 원해 don't

띵가띵가 (Original Mix) 터보트로닉 (Turbotronic)

Put em up Put em up Put em up Clap yo hands everybody Put em up Put em up Put em up It's just a party 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 띵가 Let’s party like a rockstar My heart is beating faster 난 너를 원해 don't

Baby got Back Sir Mix a lot

seem trouble begging for a piece of that bubble so Im looking at rock videos knocking these bimbos looking like hoes u can those bimbos I keep my women like flo-jo a word to the thick soled sisterz

Baby Got Back Sir Mix-A-Lot

seem trouble begging for a piece of that bubble so Im looking at rock videos knocking these bimbos looking like hoes u can those bimbos I keep my women like flo-jo a word to the thick soled sisterz

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

seem trouble begging for a piece of that bubble so Im looking at rock videos knocking these bimbos looking like hoes u can those bimbos I keep my women like flo-jo a word to the thick soled sisterz

Ashtrays and Heartbreaks (Feat. Miley Cyrus) Snoop Lion

Tonight there's gonna be a whole lot of smoke in the air Blow it high for the ones who ain't here Seems like every day we putting one six feet underground So bless What goes up must come down Now my buzz

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

Glass The Smashing Pumpkins

Glass' Theme Written by Billy Corgan shattering fast I'm glass I'm glass I'm shattering fast I'm glass I'm glass I'm shattering, shattering glass, glass, glass I'm shattering fast I'm glass