Текст песни Sir Mix-a-Lot - Something About My Benzo
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[Sir Mix-A-Lot]Tell y`all what I`m rollinThere`s something about my Benzo with tinted windowsIt`s kinda slick, how I`m made for bimbosCruisin down the street with this gip on my hoodI`m gettin points like a Benzo shouldI said "yo skees you lookin for the fleshYou wanna ride, better dust off your dress"I ain`t dissin you .. skeesBut my Benzo`s the ultimate teaseWalk into the Spectrum, some suckers wanna kick my rectumGot up in my face, tellin me I was deafI slapped the boy cause he had bad breafLooked down had his rope I saw VNLWWhat you tryin do, you dumb brother youCall yourself a baller in a VolkswagenYou better hush homes and squash that braggin[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)(Yo what`s up Mix, I got a Benzo too)(Could I say something?)There`s something about my Benzo(Haha, yeah)(Let`s roll on top of these girlies)(You know what`s up)(Mind if I be broke but ..)[Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)Shut up Ron, it`s the way I gotta do thisYou on my tip boy, like Popeye on BrutusDon`t worry home cut I`m still chillJust kinda twisted off a Benzo peel (ok)Four door, I likes mine bigger (really)I stay strapped for them Buffalo niggaz (me too)(*voice with accent*) "Get these seats man there good though"I ain`t no pimp but I`m "Bad to the Bone"Cellular phone in the middleSo many buttons on my dash, it`s a riddleRollin up to Ave., I`m chillinGrill`s dirty from the birds I`m killin (Got `em)Girls please step back don`t touch thisThe kinda car jack artist don`t mess withYes, my rollouts in effectIt`s time to go, too many skirts want sex[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)(That`s what I`m sayin)(*laughing noises*)There`s something about my Benzo(Oh yeah, that`s right, sing it Mix, sing it)[Sir Mix-A-Lot]Bought it in Miami, rode it to CaliHit 150, through the Fernando ValleyAMG down with the big gold grillTack jumps when it`s time to get ill15-inch woofers, boom in the trunk"Posse on Broadway" for maximum bumpCruise like Deletho, playin my rhymeRewind the tape kid, that`s the wrong lineBack to the car, automatic on the floorPoints with the skirts bought a Benzo, scoresWhole gold shot, that includes gold mirrorsThe wipers on my lights make the word a bit clearerWhip, dip, munchin barbeque chipsHonkin at pimps at these flip for the tipRoll up on baby I said "aight, a-a aight"Some old player riffin of big old players dayBaby dropped her vanity workin that makeupWavin at her friends, thinkin she`s a takerBut I let it slideYou use me for the ride, I use you for the highYou know whats up, that`s the way the game rollsUse me I use you, and so the story goesHo pimpin on pimpin, the chant the homies screamBring them skirts to the Benzo king[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]A ha haha, yeahJust something about my Benzo[Sir Mix-A-Lot]Not just one, I got threeI collect `em you seeSEL, a 190, and a SECI ain`t no dope man Mr. Lolly jump on TV tryin to dissBrothers like you hate to see black success when it`s legitBut it`s real, check the latest VibeSixteen nahs, and the reader make it fiveCD, cassette, big amps make it rockTurn that AC off girl it`s a drop topSEC, hog of hogsHit the funky street lights when I`m rollin in the fogCruisin at a 100 when I spotted this carIt was a trap .. they call it radarState Trooper in a 5.0Will he catch my SEC, now you knowGunnin 130 on the outskirts of SeattleHa, that`s the end of that battle[Outro - Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]Yeah, I wanna say what`s up to all you brothers rollin in BenzosEazy-E, Ice-T, Tone LocWord, there`s something about my Benzo, peace