[ ] You can lead yo to water But you cannot make him I'm just tryin to spit some So you might stop and think (2x)
[ VERSE 1: ] Okay, 'Lik's come anew for '9-6 yo ass to the aqua, but I can't make a brother rich You gotta go for self, and then others Mama wasn't when she put you up on game, brother All up in the gettin loud and disrespectin 'Lik steps in, and hoe-checkin All them makes wishes, ain't already tryin to Players stay paid all day, but yo ass broke and high Oh my, and stuff all over like some roller skates Still I keeps it on my pape and be tryin to playa-hate But that'll get you rolled up Whoever said crime pays got 3 strikes in L.A. Makes you lonely, sayin, contributin to You be hella fine, but ain't nobody spendin mines Mobbin with the Crowbar with some sense You can stay hella bent, I be at the stackin presidents
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[ 2: Sir Mix-A-Lot ] One of these set-backs of havin your mail fat Is of these lax-ass wanna-be macks, and you hoes in black They tracks sound booty, and they ain't doin they In the studio, and if you knew me, though You'd see that I in work, and puts hurt On your flirts that wanna wear skirts and try to But in love with a fantasy, trick You wanna 'sit on yo ass, checks and shit' You was younger than me, so I ya Gave you the tools to come up and get down a ruler Took you to executive brunches, lunches you dough in bunches So get your fried chicken and watermelon Start the yellin, Mix-A-Lot is why you ain't Old Tom nigga gettin mad But you know you worked for the shit you had drinkin, bitch
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Hey yo, 'Lik, fill in the What's up with these would-be gold diggers chasin entertainer Handin out sugar contracts to big black macks in black pimp Caddies I excuse me for pimpin, but ah...
[ VERSE 3: ] Tryin to see a ticket like's they big goals Rollin fat hoops and rollin gizzy big loads Jump your woman, but handlin yo business County aid plea, so small you can't buy bisquits Got you a family, still you all up in Fuckin off's the hot rule, but see, 'Lik fit to be fine She ain't right, got her shorties runnin the streets with Bein barely sleep, puttin on sneaky dick in her Boys will be boys, that's how the game Ask Mix-A-Lot, they all hoes, and player knows bumrush school and get your G.E.D. Cause welfare, homey, cuttin back since '83 Two carts ??? and be tryin to front Use your money to load up them philly blunts Get a 9 to 5, change your mindframe Cause doin ain't what's happenin, put yourself up on game or hustle, somethin, gotta drink the water, girl That's from a sister, 'broke' don't exist in world
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