Song | Something About My Benzo |
Artist | Sir Mix-A-Lot |
Album | Seminar |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sir Mix A Lot ... | |
Tell y'all what I'm rollin | |
There's something about my Benzo with tinted windows | |
It's kinda slick, how I'm made for bimbos | |
Cruisin down the street with this gip on my hood | |
I'm gettin points like a Benzo should | |
I said "yo skees you lookin for the flesh | |
You wanna ride, better dust off your dress" | |
I ain't dissin you .. skees | |
But my Benzo's the ultimate tease | |
Walk into the Spectrum, some suckers wanna kick my rectum | |
Got up in my face, tellin me I was deaf | |
I slapped the boy cause he had bad breaf | |
Looked down had his rope I saw VNLW | |
What you tryin do, you dumb brother you | |
Call yourself a baller in a Volkswagen | |
You 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 this | |
You on my tip boy, like Popeye on Brutus | |
Don't worry home cut I'm still chill | |
Just kinda twisted off a Benzo peel (ok) | |
Four door, I likes mine bigger (really) | |
I stay strapped for them Buffalo niggas (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 middle | |
So many buttons on my dash, it's a riddle | |
Rollin up to Ave., I'm chillin | |
Grill's dirty from the birds I'm killin (Got 'em) | |
Girls please step back don't touch this | |
The kinda car jack artist don't mess with | |
Yes, my rollouts in effect | |
It'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 Cali | |
Hit 150, through the Fernando Valley | |
AMG down with the big gold grill | |
Tack jumps when it's time to get ill | |
15-inch woofers, boom in the trunk | |
"Posse on Broadway" for maximum bump | |
Cruise like Deletho, playin my rhyme | |
Rewind the tape kid, that's the wrong line | |
Back to the car, automatic on the floor | |
Points with the skirts bought a Benzo, scores | |
Whole gold shot, that includes gold mirrors | |
The wipers on my lights make the word a bit clearer | |
Whip, dip, munchin barbeque chips | |
Honkin at pimps at these flip for the tip | |
Roll up on baby I said "aight, a-a aight" | |
Some old player riffin of big old players day | |
Baby dropped her vanity workin that makeup | |
Wavin at her friends, thinkin she's a taker | |
But I let it slide | |
You use me for the ride, I use you for the high | |
You know whats up, that's the way the game rolls | |
Use me I use you, and so the story goes | |
Ho pimpin on pimpin, the chant the homies scream | |
Bring them skirts to the Benzo king | |
[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] | |
A ha haha, yeah | |
Just something about my Benzo | |
[Sir Mix-A-Lot] | |
Not just one, I got three | |
I collect 'em you see | |
SEL, a 190, and a SEC | |
I ain't no dope man Mr. Lolly jump on TV tryin to diss | |
Brothers like you hate to see black success when it's legit | |
But it's real, check the latest Vibe | |
Sixteen nahs, and the reader make it five | |
CD, cassette, big amps make it rock | |
Turn that AC off girl it's a drop top | |
SEC, hog of hogs | |
Hit the funky street lights when I'm rollin in the fog | |
Cruisin at a 100 when I spotted this car | |
It was a trap .. they call it radar | |
State Trooper in a 5.0 | |
Will he catch my SEC, now you know | |
Gunnin 130 on the outskirts of Seattle | |
Ha, 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 Benzos | |
Eazy-E, Ice-T, Tone Loc | |
Word, there's something about my Benzo, peace |
zuo ci : Sir Mix A Lot ... | |
Tell y' all what I' m rollin | |
There' s something about my Benzo with tinted windows | |
It' s kinda slick, how I' m made for bimbos | |
Cruisin down the street with this gip on my hood | |
I' m gettin points like a Benzo should | |
I said " yo skees you lookin for the flesh | |
You wanna ride, better dust off your dress" | |
I ain' t dissin you .. skees | |
But my Benzo' s the ultimate tease | |
Walk into the Spectrum, some suckers wanna kick my rectum | |
Got up in my face, tellin me I was deaf | |
I slapped the boy cause he had bad breaf | |
Looked down had his rope I saw VNLW | |
What you tryin do, you dumb brother you | |
Call yourself a baller in a Volkswagen | |
You better hush homes and squash that braggin | |
Break Sir MixALot 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 MixALot Ron | |
Shut up Ron, it' s the way I gotta do this | |
You on my tip boy, like Popeye on Brutus | |
Don' t worry home cut I' m still chill | |
Just kinda twisted off a Benzo peel ok | |
Four door, I likes mine bigger really | |
I stay strapped for them Buffalo niggas 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 middle | |
So many buttons on my dash, it' s a riddle | |
Rollin up to Ave., I' m chillin | |
Grill' s dirty from the birds I' m killin Got ' em | |
Girls please step back don' t touch this | |
The kinda car jack artist don' t mess with | |
Yes, my rollouts in effect | |
It' s time to go, too many skirts want sex | |
Break Sir MixALot 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 MixALot | |
Bought it in Miami, rode it to Cali | |
Hit 150, through the Fernando Valley | |
AMG down with the big gold grill | |
Tack jumps when it' s time to get ill | |
15inch woofers, boom in the trunk | |
" Posse on Broadway" for maximum bump | |
Cruise like Deletho, playin my rhyme | |
Rewind the tape kid, that' s the wrong line | |
Back to the car, automatic on the floor | |
Points with the skirts bought a Benzo, scores | |
Whole gold shot, that includes gold mirrors | |
The wipers on my lights make the word a bit clearer | |
Whip, dip, munchin barbeque chips | |
Honkin at pimps at these flip for the tip | |
Roll up on baby I said " aight, aa aight" | |
Some old player riffin of big old players day | |
Baby dropped her vanity workin that makeup | |
Wavin at her friends, thinkin she' s a taker | |
But I let it slide | |
You use me for the ride, I use you for the high | |
You know whats up, that' s the way the game rolls | |
Use me I use you, and so the story goes | |
Ho pimpin on pimpin, the chant the homies scream | |
Bring them skirts to the Benzo king | |
Break Sir MixALot | |
A ha haha, yeah | |
Just something about my Benzo | |
Sir MixALot | |
Not just one, I got three | |
I collect ' em you see | |
SEL, a 190, and a SEC | |
I ain' t no dope man Mr. Lolly jump on TV tryin to diss | |
Brothers like you hate to see black success when it' s legit | |
But it' s real, check the latest Vibe | |
Sixteen nahs, and the reader make it five | |
CD, cassette, big amps make it rock | |
Turn that AC off girl it' s a drop top | |
SEC, hog of hogs | |
Hit the funky street lights when I' m rollin in the fog | |
Cruisin at a 100 when I spotted this car | |
It was a trap .. they call it radar | |
State Trooper in a 5. 0 | |
Will he catch my SEC, now you know | |
Gunnin 130 on the outskirts of Seattle | |
Ha, that' s the end of that battle | |
Outro Sir MixALot talking | |
Yeah, I wanna say what' s up to all you brothers rollin in Benzos | |
EazyE, IceT, Tone Loc | |
Word, there' s something about my Benzo, peace |
zuò cí : Sir Mix A Lot ... | |
Tell y' all what I' m rollin | |
There' s something about my Benzo with tinted windows | |
It' s kinda slick, how I' m made for bimbos | |
Cruisin down the street with this gip on my hood | |
I' m gettin points like a Benzo should | |
I said " yo skees you lookin for the flesh | |
You wanna ride, better dust off your dress" | |
I ain' t dissin you .. skees | |
But my Benzo' s the ultimate tease | |
Walk into the Spectrum, some suckers wanna kick my rectum | |
Got up in my face, tellin me I was deaf | |
I slapped the boy cause he had bad breaf | |
Looked down had his rope I saw VNLW | |
What you tryin do, you dumb brother you | |
Call yourself a baller in a Volkswagen | |
You better hush homes and squash that braggin | |
Break Sir MixALot 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 MixALot Ron | |
Shut up Ron, it' s the way I gotta do this | |
You on my tip boy, like Popeye on Brutus | |
Don' t worry home cut I' m still chill | |
Just kinda twisted off a Benzo peel ok | |
Four door, I likes mine bigger really | |
I stay strapped for them Buffalo niggas 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 middle | |
So many buttons on my dash, it' s a riddle | |
Rollin up to Ave., I' m chillin | |
Grill' s dirty from the birds I' m killin Got ' em | |
Girls please step back don' t touch this | |
The kinda car jack artist don' t mess with | |
Yes, my rollouts in effect | |
It' s time to go, too many skirts want sex | |
Break Sir MixALot 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 MixALot | |
Bought it in Miami, rode it to Cali | |
Hit 150, through the Fernando Valley | |
AMG down with the big gold grill | |
Tack jumps when it' s time to get ill | |
15inch woofers, boom in the trunk | |
" Posse on Broadway" for maximum bump | |
Cruise like Deletho, playin my rhyme | |
Rewind the tape kid, that' s the wrong line | |
Back to the car, automatic on the floor | |
Points with the skirts bought a Benzo, scores | |
Whole gold shot, that includes gold mirrors | |
The wipers on my lights make the word a bit clearer | |
Whip, dip, munchin barbeque chips | |
Honkin at pimps at these flip for the tip | |
Roll up on baby I said " aight, aa aight" | |
Some old player riffin of big old players day | |
Baby dropped her vanity workin that makeup | |
Wavin at her friends, thinkin she' s a taker | |
But I let it slide | |
You use me for the ride, I use you for the high | |
You know whats up, that' s the way the game rolls | |
Use me I use you, and so the story goes | |
Ho pimpin on pimpin, the chant the homies scream | |
Bring them skirts to the Benzo king | |
Break Sir MixALot | |
A ha haha, yeah | |
Just something about my Benzo | |
Sir MixALot | |
Not just one, I got three | |
I collect ' em you see | |
SEL, a 190, and a SEC | |
I ain' t no dope man Mr. Lolly jump on TV tryin to diss | |
Brothers like you hate to see black success when it' s legit | |
But it' s real, check the latest Vibe | |
Sixteen nahs, and the reader make it five | |
CD, cassette, big amps make it rock | |
Turn that AC off girl it' s a drop top | |
SEC, hog of hogs | |
Hit the funky street lights when I' m rollin in the fog | |
Cruisin at a 100 when I spotted this car | |
It was a trap .. they call it radar | |
State Trooper in a 5. 0 | |
Will he catch my SEC, now you know | |
Gunnin 130 on the outskirts of Seattle | |
Ha, that' s the end of that battle | |
Outro Sir MixALot talking | |
Yeah, I wanna say what' s up to all you brothers rollin in Benzos | |
EazyE, IceT, Tone Loc | |
Word, there' s something about my Benzo, peace |