Sir Mix-A-Lot Lyrics
Sir Mix-A-Lot Lyrics
"I like big butts Lyrics"
River Lyrics
What do we do in these crazy times? Inside, outside, I can feel it in my mind In the ocean and the river I can feel it in the tide And all day, all night, in the rithim of the city From the dusk to the dawn I can feel it flowing in me Down by the river Life flowing deeper Tide growing stronger No, you can't hold and hold the river Inside my head I can hear it talking to me Like the river to the ocean I can feel
What do we do in these crazy times? Inside, outside, I can feel it in my mind In the ocean and the river I can feel it in the tide And all day, all night, in the rithim of the city From the dusk to the dawn I can feel it flowing in me Down by the river Life flowing deeper Tide growing stronger No, you can't hold and hold the river Inside my head I can hear it talking to me Like the river to the ocean I can feel
*talking*
Oh my God
Becky, look at her butt
Its 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 her butt
It's just so big
I can't believe it's so round
It's just out there
I mean, it's gross
Look, she's just so blah!
*rap*
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung
Wanna pull up tough
Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm 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 that butt you got
Make Me so horny
Ooh, rumple smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my benz
Well use me use me cuz you a
Thin Spirits Lyrics
Another face another empty space the feelings fade and all the lonely ones are left hiding There's no way, there's no way left Your spirit's so thin there's nothing left to take Without rhyme or reason you point the other way I don't need to watch as you go down in flames I said over and over The water comes and leaves its faint traces You're bored to tears I'll keep you here but you won't lis
int that average groupyAnother face another empty space the feelings fade and all the lonely ones are left hiding There's no way, there's no way left Your spirit's so thin there's nothing left to take Without rhyme or reason you point the other way I don't need to watch as you go down in flames I said over and over The water comes and leaves its faint traces You're bored to tears I'll keep you here but you won't lis
I've seen them dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's Sweat, Wet, 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
So Fellas (yeah) Fellas(yeah)
Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah)
Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt
Baby got back
(LA face with Oakland booty)
I like'em round and big
And when I'm throwin a gig
I just can't help myself
I'm actin like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And UH, double up UH UH
I aint talkin bout playboy
Cuz silicone parts were made for toys
I wannem real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mixalot's in trouble
Lookin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneed
Shine Lyrics
I tend to be Stuck in minor key Then pale monotony Holds me down But luckily You are so dear to me In your charity I go home I’m so sorry This melancholy Holds me down But luckily You are so dear to me In your charity I go home
bimbos walkin like hoesI tend to be Stuck in minor key Then pale monotony Holds me down But luckily You are so dear to me In your charity I go home I’m so sorry This melancholy Holds me down But luckily You are so dear to me In your charity I go home
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas
I wanna get with ya
I won't cus or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna --
Til the break of dawn
Baby Got it goin on
Alot of sims won't like this song
Cuz them punks like to hit it and quit it
But I'd rather stay and play
Cuz I'm long and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So ladies (yeah), Ladies (yeah)
Do you wanna roll in my Mercedes? (yeah)
Then turn around
Stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back
(LA face with the Oakland booty)
Yeah baby
When it comes to females
Cosmo ain't got nothin to do with my selection
36-24-36
Only if she's 5'3"
So your girlfriend throws a Honda
Playin workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
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You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that hard role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that
Cuz your waste is small and your curves are kickin
And I'm thinkin bout stickin
To the beanpole dames in the magazines
You aint it miss thing
Give me a sista I can't resist her
Red beans and rice did miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
Cuz his girls were on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And pulled up quick to get with 'em
So ladies if the butt is round
And you wanna triple X throw down
Dial 1-900-MIX-A-LOT and kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back
Baby got back
Little in tha middle but she got much back x4