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Sir Mix-A-Lot
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Something About My Benzo
作詞：Anthony Ray
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 bragging
Yo what's up Mix, I got a Benzo too
Could I say something? There's something about my Benzo
Ha ha, yeah let's roll on top of these girlie's
You know, what's up? Mind if I be broke
But 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, okay
Four door, I likes mine bigger, really
I stay strapped for them Buffalo niggaz, me too
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 roll outs in effect
It's time to go, too many skirts want sex
That's what I'm sayin'
There's something about my Benzo
Oh yeah, that's right, sing it Mix, sing it
Bought it in Miami, rode it to Cali
Hit 150 through the Fernando Valley
AMG down with the big gold grill
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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' barbecue chips
Honkin' at pimps at these flip for the tip
Roll up on baby, I said, 'Aight, aight'
Some old player riffin' of big old players day
Baby, dropped her vanity workin' that make up
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, what's 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
A ha ha ha, yeah
Just something about my Benzo
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
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
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