All this ill shit, this fuckin' Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit? See the shit's video?
Put it on the glass, put yo titties on the glass
This is like a pick-up line, how you doin'?
I was wonderin', could you put yo big fuckin' titties on the glass?
No, I don't wanna go to a movie, could you put 'em on the glass?
Put your titties on the glass? What happened to, how ya doin'?
Whatcha doin' later? Let's catch a movie?
No, put 'em on the glass, put 'em on the fuckin' glass
What the fuck is this shit?
The girls got on bikinis, he got a fur coat on
What the fuck is the weather like in Seattle?
All my ex's, eat this one
(You can have her)
I used to have this girl, let's say her name was Mona
Mona, fine young sugar comin' out of Arizona
5 ft. 6 straight thick with a switch
And a set of them juicy-ass lips
(Mmh)
Kinky, just like me, she can take a straight gee
And put him down for the count 1, 2, 3
Needless to say I was kickin' it
'Cause I know when I'm the only one gettin' it
But ooh, things change when you don't maintain
The same game you got her with, mayn
Flew back home and I was slippin'
'Cause as soon as I left, another brother starts spittin'
Throwin' drag about wantin' a family
Tryin' to front because he wanna be manly
Tellin' my girl how I'm playin' the field
Boy, you'se a jake for real
Now a player I like but you know
I can't stand no snitch, tryin' to front like he rich
Done shot your credit 'cause you bought you a new E 320
And you wanna be a hoe like me
Now you done salted my game
Told my girl I'm a player and you bought her a ring
You paid a lotta money just to grab her
I'ma tell you like this, trick, you can have her
You can have her
I gotta do what I gotta do
Baby girl's through, so I need somethin' new
You can't keep a good mack down
I get around 'cause I got a tight thing up in Sea-Town
5' 9" with dimples, caramel skin, straight fine
Hella tight, no pimples, thinkin' my game was concrete
But I gotta watch for them other entertainers and athletes
Especially the ones who wanna settle down
'Cause they'll beg and drink out your shoes and get they nose brown
Just the kinda man you wanted, ain't it, honey?
A big buff dumb-ass fool with hella money
Down to spend till his knees bend
Then the athlete's broke and his girl's in the wind
And my girl gets mad 'cause I never spend time
Like I'm s'posed to, plus I'm a boaster
Shaggin' up too damn quick, now she's lookin' for a sugar daddy
Just to get a '96 Caddy, a big truck she found
You young scrub on the bench for the Cleveland Browns
He never had nothin', thicker than a cheerleader
Now he got juice, so he eats her
And treats her to a big wad of cash
Too weak, so she left his ass, you can have her
You can have her
Just rollin' by the Playboy Mansion
I got me a, I got me a, I got me a, I got me a
Young bunny, young bunny in la-la land
Wanna get freaky with the papa man
I smack her to the front, I smack her to the back
I smack it with the whiffle ball bat, remember that?
One happy black man I be
When my L.A. bunny wanna trip with me
Her name is Teresa, she was freakier than me
But I figured, I could please her
She had the long braids
Chocolate sister, loved to cuff men like slaves
Arrived at the house at last
Seen two shades of lipstick on the same wine glass
Provocative artwork around me
Four pink slippers on the floor surround me
One pair's for her, the other pair's for who?
Plus she only lives in a one bedroom
Well, hm, it might be on
Menage-a-trois, open la bouche, taste la bomb
Teresa's roommate walks in
6 ft 2 with a wig and a stupid-ass grin
(Oh, my goodness)
You can have her
You done brought a big-ass man up in the room?
Girl, what's wrong with you? Honey, that is gay
Yo partner, you can have her 'cause I don't want none of y'all
3's company if you know what I'm sayin', yeah
Put it on the danceflo'
Bring it back
