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