Monsta Mack Sir Mix-A-Lot

Run for the hills cause the mack is back I'm hookin' up girls by fact If you're stacked You can rub a big mack I gotta gas So don't worry about scraps (no, no) Five foot eleven with a seven foot game

Mack Daddy Sir Mix-A-Lot

' what's up Mix?

Mack Daddy Sir Mix A Lot

*SPOKEN* Mack Daddy Ain't you tired of that gameless mark smackin' you in your face baby?

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

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

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

I Check My Bank Sir Mix-A-Lot

want to jack but remember, Mack Daddy is strapped And when you're platinum, niggaz start dissin Record companies think you're missin But I'm back *clap clap (gunfire)* I'm back *clap clap (gunfire

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

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 ?

Nasty Dogs And Funky Kings Sir Mix-A-Lot

jingle of my car keys Most men is dogs and most dogs is nasty I can't let a cat run past me Watch your skirt when your walkin through the mall Cause I ain't nothin but a nasty dog [Break] "bow wow" [repeated

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

Lockjaw (Album Version) Sir Mix-A-Lot

weak knees walkin' You ain't allowed to speak 'cause you've reached your peak The elite don't get with the weak Shut up, 'cause I'm burnin' this cut up Boy, don't try to run up 'Cause I chop up crops A

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.

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!'

Let It Beaounce Sir Mix-A-Lot

Stab stab stab, Mitsubishis eat dust Steppin on the way to a club They had a big butt contest so I know I got pub[licity] SMOOTH, STROLL, step into the club I got MO, DOUGH, some jealous brothers Got BEEF

Jump On It Sir Mix-A-Lot

. 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 But I likes my soul food So I'm calling up an old groove And I'm a

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?)

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

Holdin' On (Skrillex & Nero Remix) Monsta

the floor I keep holdin' on Pick myself up and carry on cause somethings waiting for me And I won't let them write my song I keep holdin' on Keep my direction and soon I'll be turned to gold A

Messiah Monsta

Take me home take me higher yeah And give me the way to believe Be my Messiah higher Baby let me rise up Come and take me higher And give me the way to believe Take me home I know the way to go I got a

FANTASIA Monsta X

Fantasia, fantasia Ah fantasia I gotta feel, umm, something for real, umm 그래 우리가 만드는 합 (합) yeah always I kill, oh Fantastic that's me 'cause I slay Top of the top, my level is A 내 자신과의 싸움을 수 차례

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

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

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

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

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

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

skulls into pieces of puzzle Damage em so bad, they can't stop me Not enough body left to get an autopsy Skinheads, stakin em out Bloodshed, takin em out Caught one of em, Mix said, "Go ahead" Thirty-eight

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'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

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

I Got Game Sir Mix-A-Lot

ave' hard as hell In a droptop 'vette with a greenwood tail Girls are jockin', lookin' for a knockin' Smart investments, keep me clockin' You know a 'vette only got two seats Just enough room for a player

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

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

Messiah (Dirty South Remix) Monsta

I'm waiting here for youSinging my song to youI'll testify the truthMmmI'm waiting here for youSo come and take mehigher higherTake me hometake me higher yeahAnd give me the wayto believeBe my Mess...

Messiah (Feed Me Remix) Monsta

1 2 34 4 4 41 2 34 4 4 41 2Cause you called out to mein the middle of the night Got down on my kneesand so wide eyed The rivers are deepand the mountains I climbed So high so highSo come and take m...

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

My Hooptie Sir Mix-A-Lot

beeper and the suckers might serve us Hit a side street and what did we find?

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?)

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.

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

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

Ride Sir Mix-A-Lot

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 Huh, get 'em on camera Call me a

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

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

Lead Yo Horse Sir Mix-A-Lot

mines You could be hella fine, but ain't nobody spendin mines Mobbin with the Crowbar with some common sense You can stay hella bent, I be at the water stackin presidents [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 2: Sir

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

Testarosa 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

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