Текст песни Sir Mix-a-Lot - Rippin`
Sir Mix-a-Lot - Rippin` слова песни
[Verse 1]Got a real fine freak with a real big buttShe gets real ill when she hears my cutGot two Cadillac`s one blue, one goldWith straps on the back one fresh with a foldsGrill in the back with a grill in the front24-carrot gold on my trunkGot a rope like a python hanging `round my neckGot a freak in my arms cold kicking on the setNever get ill coz I`m too damn swatzGot a funky Trans-Am with a duel exhaustLA is fine but Seattle is my homeOrnament is good coz I don`t like chrome[Chorus] x 2That`s rippin`[Verse 2]Chillin` never illin` in the place to beDown with MIX-A-LOTOn the west coast driving big Cadillac`sSnow-white paint job with the wheel in the back?sex talks smack if they cannot aim?But you gotta have a brand in the computerised gameYou get mad coz your girlfriend wants to play my songYou know you wanna hear "Put The Record Back On"[Chorus] x 2[Verse 3]I`m a real estate investor a hardcore dresserMoney counting brother and I hate polyesterWalking on the wild side pulling gold snapsI know you getting jealous because I got it like thatCruise by the way on my cellular phoneSpend a hundred thousand dollars on a brand new homeDog in the front yard fence in the backFreak round the side with a feline hat[Chorus] x 1Rip This[Verse 3]Rolling with a new song kicking my beatsWith my girl by my side looking oh so sweetGot ? on my feet and gold on my neckHardcore carrot cash and I never write chequesBank roll so sweet I can hardly hold itYou once had a dream that you grandma stole itPunched her in the eye and took my bank backYou ever wonder why I`m like thatCoz I`m rippin`And that`s rippin`[Verse 4]Yeeaahh... You like this beat but its time to changeNot gonna get ill but I`m gonna get strangePush your partner throw `em in the eyeGonna kick it live with the "Square Dance" styleI`m a rippin` motherfucker that my last nameWhen I get wild freaks go insaneRip it to the left and a rip it to the rightGonna bust hardcore on my freaks tonightGrab your partner get up in his faceHomegirl put the sucker in his placeSeven days a week I`m on vacationLets get live with the kid sensation[Beatboxing][Instrumental Chorus] x 2[Verse 5]Can I get ill just one more timeKid Sensation with a new fresh rhymeAll the fly chicks hanging on our tipKeep the girlies come with my bullwhipAll sucker DJ`s I will swatCall ill hip-hop with Mix-A-LotThere`s girls that will dance and girls that wontBecause this jam rips and other ones don`t[Chorus] x 2[Verse 6]Rollin` down the avenue picking up pointsI like to count bank but I don`t roll jointsI`m a hardcore B-Boy sitting on a throneNever hanging on a ave` just kick it at homeGirlies at Cal like to feel my beatsBig, big kick drums get more freaksSome sucker MC`s say "they can feel it"But I bet you be happy if I let you steal it[Chorus] x 3