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[Intro] |
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Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt. |
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It is so big. |
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She looks like, |
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one of those rap guys' girlfriends. |
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But, you know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff* |
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They only talk to her, because, |
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she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay? |
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I mean, her butt, is just so big. |
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I can't believe it's just so round, it's like, |
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out there, I mean - gross. Look! |
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She's just so ... black! |
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[Sir Mix-a-Lot] |
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I like big butts and I can not lie |
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You other brothers can't deny |
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That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist |
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And a round thing in your face |
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You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough |
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'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed |
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Deep in the jeans she's wearing |
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I'm hooked and I can't stop staring |
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Oh baby, I wanna get with you |
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And take your picture |
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My homeboys tried to warn me |
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But that butt you got makes me so horny |
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Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin |
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You say you wanna get in my Benz? |
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Well, use me, use me |
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'Cause you ain't that average groupie |
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I've seen them dancin' |
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To hell with romancin' |
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She's sweat, wet, |
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Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette |
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I'm tired of magazines |
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Sayin' flat butts are the thing |
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Take the average black man and ask him that |
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She gotta pack much back |
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So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) |
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Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!) |
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Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!) |
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Shake that healthy butt! |
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Baby got back! |
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(LA face with Oakland booty) |
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Baby got back! |
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[Sir Mix-a-Lot] |
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I like 'em round, and big |
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And when I'm throwin' a gig |
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I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal |
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Now here's my scandal |
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I wanna get you home |
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And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh |
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I ain't talkin' bout Playboy |
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'Cause silicone parts are made for toys |
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I want 'em real thick and juicy |
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So find that juicy double |
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Mix-a-Lot's in trouble |
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Beggin' for a piece of that bubble |
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So I'm lookin' at rock videos |
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Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes |
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You can have them bimbos |
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I'll keep my women like Flo Jo |
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A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get with ya |
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I won't cuss or hit ya |
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But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck* |
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Till the break of dawn |
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Baby got it goin' on |
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A lot of simps won't like this song |
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'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it |
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And I'd rather stay and play |
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'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong |
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And I'm down to get the friction on |
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So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah} |
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If you wanna roll in my Mercedes {Yeah!} |
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Then turn around! Stick it out! |
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Even white boys got to shout |
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Baby got back! |
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Baby got back! |
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Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin' |
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to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3". |
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[Sir Mix-a-Lot] |
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So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda |
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But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda |
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My anaconda don't want none |
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Unless you've got buns, hun |
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You can do side bends or sit-ups, |
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But please don't lose that butt |
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Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role |
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And tell you that the butt ain't gold |
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So they toss it and leave it |
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And I pull up quick to retrieve it |
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So Cosmo says you're fat |
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Well I ain't down with that! |
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'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin' |
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And I'm thinkin' bout stickin' |
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To the beanpole dames in the magazines: |
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You ain't it, Miss Thing! |
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Give me a sister, I can't resist her |
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Red beans and rice didn't miss her |
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Some knucklehead tried to dis |
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'Cause his girls are on my list |
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He had game but he chose to hit 'em |
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And I pull up quick to get wit 'em |
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So ladies, if the butt is round, |
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And you want a triple X throw down, |
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Dial 1-900-MIXALOT |
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And kick them nasty thoughts |
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Baby got back! |
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(Little in the middle but she got much back) |
