Sir Mix-A-Lot Lyrics
Sir Mix-A-Lot Lyrics
"I like big butts Lyrics"
Welcome To Thy Show Lyrics
Well hello, boys and girls! Come in, see the show. Its the mystical, magical, great Dark Carnival. Dont bother looking for parking, get rid of it! It aint like you ever coming back, you fuckin' idiot/ The Dark Carnival emerges only when you die, and right now mother fucker, you about dead in the sky. So come and put your soul up on the Murder-Go-Round, and we'll strap you down, and spin you into oblivion/ I got a spike for your neck with my ni
Well hello, boys and girls! Come in, see the show. Its the mystical, magical, great Dark Carnival. Dont bother looking for parking, get rid of it! It aint like you ever coming back, you fuckin' idiot/ The Dark Carnival emerges only when you die, and right now mother fucker, you about dead in the sky. So come and put your soul up on the Murder-Go-Round, and we'll strap you down, and spin you into oblivion/ I got a spike for your neck with my ni
*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
You Know My Style Lyrics
[Biz Markie] Yo! Your moms so poor she went in Kentucky Fried Chicken and licked everybody else's fingers [Kid Capri] Yo Biz man you know that ain't my style [Biz Markie] Tchk, yo man what IS your style Capri? [Kid Capri] You know my style.. Give me the mic, Lords of Funk is in full flight I keep you goin and flowin, all day and night So lets proceed with the sounds that you really need The Kid is f
int that average groupy[Biz Markie] Yo! Your moms so poor she went in Kentucky Fried Chicken and licked everybody else's fingers [Kid Capri] Yo Biz man you know that ain't my style [Biz Markie] Tchk, yo man what IS your style Capri? [Kid Capri] You know my style.. Give me the mic, Lords of Funk is in full flight I keep you goin and flowin, all day and night So lets proceed with the sounds that you really need The Kid is f
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
Illuminatus Lyrics
Consistence of dreams Sweet liquid illuminates Illuminatus...Soul's Arsis Consistence of souls, Nothingness in emptiness Enobscuratus...Flesh's Thesis Lake of flameless thoughts, A lucid crisis Cogitabundus...Stillness of mind Inner-circle rises, Sentiments are fine Nihiluminatus... Life mystified through blissful light...Rise Heresy and Heretic contemplation Life purified earthly mind...Dies Abashed and
bimbos walkin like hoesConsistence of dreams Sweet liquid illuminates Illuminatus...Soul's Arsis Consistence of souls, Nothingness in emptiness Enobscuratus...Flesh's Thesis Lake of flameless thoughts, A lucid crisis Cogitabundus...Stillness of mind Inner-circle rises, Sentiments are fine Nihiluminatus... Life mystified through blissful light...Rise Heresy and Heretic contemplation Life purified earthly mind...Dies Abashed and
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 HondaLove Lead Me On Lyrics
Someday I'm gonna go out to the country I'll drive til the highway ends Chasing after picture perfect sunsets To take away my breath I'm tired of living in the city The world's got me tied on a string Wanderlust has overcome me Like Lewis and Clark I'll dream There's a million different ways to go Only God can know where I will call my home ~Chorus~ Love lead me on No one else has gone Faith keep me strong L
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