Lyrics
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I like big butts and I cannot 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
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'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
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Deep in the jeans she's wearin'
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I'm hooked and I can't stop starin'
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And take yo' picture
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My homeboys tried to warn me
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But with that butt you got makes me so horny
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Ooh, Rumpo Smoothskin
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You say you wanna get in my Benz?
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'Cause you ain't that average groupie
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The hell with romancin'
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She 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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Fellas (yeah)
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Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah)
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Baby got back
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LA face with the Oakland booty
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And when I'm throwin' a gig
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I'm actin' like an animal
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Now here's my scandal
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I ain't talkin' about Playboy
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'Cause silicone parts were 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 looking at rock videos
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Knock-kneed bimbos walkin' like hoes
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I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
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A word to the thick soul sistas
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I won't cuss or hit ya
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'Til the break of dawn
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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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Ladies (yeah)
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If you want to roll my Mercedes (yeah)
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Even white boys got to shout
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Cosmo ain't got nothin' to do with my selection
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36-24-36?
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So your girlfriend rolls a Honda
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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 unless you've got buns hon
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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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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 thinking about stickin'
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To the beanpole dames in the magazines
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You ain't it, Miss Thang
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Give me a sista 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 were on my list
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And you want the triple X throw down
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Dial 1-900-Mix-a-Lot
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And kick them nasty thoughts
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Little in the middle, but she got much back
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Must be a lot of people who don't like big butts.