"tell me baby" brown shuga, that's what I call this female bad the head to the motherfuckin' toenails I ain't sprung, I'm just poppin' facts' baby is a female yeahuhmm that kill when the loc's are peeled takin' your money if your game ain't known to keep the ass on (propa) never gettin tickets from those coppas there she go, walkin the mall 4 inch pumps got her 6 feet switchin, aint' thinkin stickin looking like she never seen a just broke up with her (boyfriend) looking for a fool a grip of ends (grip of ends) met one, boom, he is a rich brotha in showbiz yeh big man, c.e.o. 6 o are the letters on his benzo big mack daddy, bad to the but 3 months later on he done her to the beach rubbed her and bought girl a new jeep now she's gone, you can't buy love game but shuga lame
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commin straigh outta Encino hittin football for the c-notes (yep) picken' 'em, gittin' 'em, rarely ever 'em take 'em for the bank and then them went to the Raiders game and this black quarterback with a big fat now she's on the side line the mackin' is on when the coach time quick work, gotta do it so do it while the Raiders is they field goal put the on the bottom of a cup "the is up... it's good!" later that night the quarterbacks thinkin' waxen' but naa the line "I just don't it's the right time" (what???) ask yourself, the mack baby starts moneysacks cause when the got to the next city Western Union straight got 4 G's a week and now baby got a sittin in Redondo so the quarterback calls he wanna get naked "beep beep beep" I'll tell ya son, just you can bench press don't put ya this test you got pimped like a sap paid money casue you on the cat(huh) Bought 35 G's and now your got near the boots see ya, but I never been ya sweet brown shuga done up in ya
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baby starts to the wheight room trouble, add more curve to the bubble the rump is ready for battle caught the next to Seattle to the 206 she's lookin for the named Mix jumped in a car rolled to the hood brown shuga's up to no got my digit's, me a call no fear, Mix-A-Lot don't fall "riinnnngggg- yeah, who this?" "38-24-38 Mix" cliped on my pager, my cellular meeny miney mo and picked the number 8 car now I'm in my NSX thinkin' I'ma get some "koo-chee" met her at the mini-mart, she was in an I'm thinkin' 'bout contact sports we get back to the Mix house I'm knockin' kitty cat out!!!
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