Luyện nghe bài hát Square Dance Rap

[Intro -
Ha hee!, hee!
Why Mix-A-Lot cotton you freak skinnin the cats
Why you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down
(*yelling*)
Put it up
That's the way I like it Mix-A-Lot
Hey Mix-A-Lot, me up cotton picker
me up Mix-A-Lot

Now everybody's 'bout
rappin 'bout
- (*repeated*)

1]
Now everybody's 'bout "where's their line?"
I'm gonna bust me a brand new
down and you stomped her freak
Shake hips and act conceit
your head high in the air
Grab partner's derriere
in the cut, I know you must be trippin
My boy's got them home girl's quippin
Now grab partner, take a bow
If you can't dance, I'll you how
your hands and take two steps
Grab your hips and to the left
Get all in your partner's
Swerve to the side and show lace
If your a then let it show
And grab your doshy-do (do, do ...)

2]
Now if you think your partner's
Grab her the sun don't shine
If you can't dance, tap your toes
If your stuck up, turn up nose
Wave your hands from to side
Lean to the left and a slide
Other's DJs know their no
Just to the stage and the song's that scratched

(*scratching*)
[Male - talking]
me babe - 4X

3]
Freaks on the and freaks on the right
Grab partner, hold him tight
Put your in his Levi's
Hold his rear while he grips thighs
The you dance, the more I rap
The big fat beat your toes tap
Glen Campbell can't hang this
All you freaks your man a kiss (look good)

- 4X
My are icky
That why I'm

- talking]
box
Oh Mix-A-Lot I'm it now, cotton picker
YEEEE-HA!

4]
Now everybody on the clap your hands
Stomp to the beat of the one man
Mix-A-Lot brings on the drum
The bass line is "oh, so mean"
make a jam in his room
With a full tape recorder you can bust too
Throw your across your thigh
Tickle her fast, until she to cry
Whip her to the left, her to the right
But don't whip her to hard cause her are tight (look good)

Get hands off that girl, boy
rocks
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L.A.
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rocks
(to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Rap)
D.C.
(to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Rap)
Carolina
(to the sq, to the sq, to the Dance Rap)
Houston, rocks
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Your momma
(to the, to, to, to the Dance Rap)
London, rocks
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To the Square Dance Rap, hot

- talking]
Hey Mix-A-Lot, what in the is that noise cotton picker?
Sound like Ole Opry
Hear what I say Mix-A-Lot, say sound like Grand Ole Opry cotton
Now before we end filthy cut, we got a few things we have to say
To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Ray
His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so tricks
If you give him ten bucks and a brand new tape, put you in the mix
A haha, hey Mix-A-Lot I you that time, cotton picker

My are icky ... (*drums play until fade*)