Sir Mixalot

A Rapper`s Reputation

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I`m rollin` in a Nine-Oh van. California, that`s my plan Got memories Mix-A-Lot left in limbo, first stop Sacremento Here we go, hit a club called Bentleys Want a skirt to git wit` me, hit me There`s a girl with a back like a Cadillac I walked up and got pushed back Her boyfriend tell her I`m a play-a Dropped salt on a dope rhyme say-a My reputation offends this man Next day hit Williamland Park Creepin` like a shark Spot a bad freak and I swoop like a hawk "What up?", "Howya like to roll wit` a champ?" "Please! All ya`ll rappers is tramps" My reputation is stoppin` my mission Every freak in Sac is dissin` Back on the four lane freeway Next stop, the two-one-three, L.A. The two-one-three is rough But the Mixalot game is tough Spot a young girl and I start that gamin` Baby girl asks what set am I claimin` "Just cuz I rap, I gotta be in gang?" It ain`t a black thang, it`s a rap thang Censorship is sweepin` the nation Messin` up a rap stars reputation A rappers reputation, that`s what I got So I`m finished with the two-one-three I knock, baby, but it`s time to leave Two days on the hard rock, boys is cruisin` Interstate Ten, straight to Houston They tell me `bout the girls in the fifth ward You know the boys must score So we hit a fly club called Guchies Lookin` for the skirts with the largest booties Girlies in the club wasn`t takin` no shorts Showin` no remorse For a brother like Mix, lookin` for the smooth Didn`t need a Houston skirt to get with me But the nights still young And the hunk ain`t done So we stepped to the van Attitude`s out of it The next club, The Main Event We never think about a dress code Just step up in the club and let the game roll But as soon as my boy Maharaji pulls up Some punk starts runnin` up He said you don`t wanna be with a rap star They play you for your money and your car Well my boy got crushed but the girl stepped off With a rap stars rep, the girls are lost "Hey yo, what`s up, this is Mix I had to make a run right quick, but leave your name and number `n I`ll getcha right back, peace." So the posse left Houston Texas All the girls keep callin` us sexist Houston media is givin` us rappers no pity So we all hit Kansas City In K.C. we go The Gates and Suns Gotta get grub `fore we run Met a little freak named Stacy I said I`m not just here for the Barbecue baby She gave me that look, like Pebbles I`m acked with bass not treble So I say, Oogley-goo oogley-doo-goo-doo "What`d you say?" I ain`t tellin` you You see the Mix game is laced with riddles It ain`t moaney, it`s Mix in the middle In walked my ex named Wendy She got a fresh Dooney Bag `Cause she`s tired of Fendi Oooh, could a brother be busted Because Wendy trusted, Me? An` ah told a lit`l lie `n Said I was a loyal guy Wendy got mad and she wants to dis me In Kansas City Wendy starts to groovin` Hands on her hips and her hair starts movin` She said the Mix-A-Lot game is phony Just `cause I said I`m runnin` girls like ponies But talkin` that stuff is my occupation That`s how I got this reputation A rappers reputation, got a rappers reputation Bring it on down. A rappers reputation, bring it back A rappers reputation, that`s what I got. A rappers reputation, peace.

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