Baby Got Back - Sir Mix-A-Lot

I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can't deny When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung Wanna pull up tough 'Cause you notice that butt 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 butt you got (Oh it make me so horny) Ooh, rump that smooth skin You wanna get in my Benz Well use me use me 'cause you aint that average groupie I've seen them dancing The hell with romancing She's sweat, wet, got it going like a turbo vette I'm tired of magazines Saying flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So Fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah) Your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah) Well shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt Baby got back, y'all Baby got back Baby got back I like'em round and big And when I'm throwing a gig I just can't help myself I'm acting like an animal Now here's my scandal I wanna get you home And uh, double up uh uh I ain't talking 'bout playboy 'Cause silicone parts were made for toys I want'em real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Babycake's in trouble Begging for a piece of that bubble So I'm looking at rock videos Watching these bimbos walking like hoes You can have them bimbos I'll keep my women like Flo Jo A word to the thick soul sisters I wanna get with ya I won't cuss or hit ya But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna (Ahh) Till the break of dawn Baby got it going on A lot of pimps won't like this song 'Cause them punks lie to hit it and quit it But 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) Do you wanna roll in my Mercedes? (Yeah) Then turn around Stick it out Even white boys got to shout Baby got back y'all Baby got back Yeah baby When it comes to females Cosmo ain't got nothing to do with my selection (Oh baby) Thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-six Only if she's five three So your girlfriend throws a Honda Playing 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've got buns hun You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don't lose that butt Some brothers wanna play that hard role And tell you that the butt ain't gold 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 waste is small and your curves are kicking And I'm thinking bout sticking 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 did miss her Some knucklehead tried to diss 'Cause his girls were on my list He had game but he chose to hit'em And pulled up quick to get with'em So ladies if the butt is round And you wanna triple X throw down Dial someone's phone, now move that floor Shake that dumpy ass Baby got back, y'all Baby got back Baby got back Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Upsweep face with an I E booty Little in the middle but she got much back Upsweep face with an I E booty Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle Little in the middle Little in the middle Little in the middle Baby got back Upsweep face with an I E booty What? With an I E booty Upsweep face with an I E booty What? With an I E booty Upsweep face with an I E booty What? With an I E booty Upsweep face with an I E booty Yeah, baby got back Uh, yeah baby I E booty in the house This is not, this is not (Motherfucker) Bust some ass

Oh my God, Becky Look at her butt It is so big I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung Wanna pull up tough 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed My homeboys tried to warn me But that butt you got makes me so horny 'Cause I'm long and I'm strong And I'm down to get the friction on So Fellas Fellas Has your girlfriend got butt Tell her to shake it, shake it, Shake that healthy butt Baby got back Baby got back Baby got back Baby got back LA face with Oakland booty LA face with Oakland booty LA face with Oakland booty So ladies Ladies If you wanna role in my Mercedes Then turn around Stick it out Even white boys got to shout Baby got back Baby got back 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 Baby got back back back

Got a real fine freak with a real big butt She gets real ill when she hears my cuts Got two Cadillacs, one blue, one gold Got straps on the back with a fresh set of Vogues Wheel on the back with the grill in the front 24-K gold on my trunk Got a rope like a python hanging 'round my neck Got a freak in my arms cold kicking on the set Never get ill cause I'm too damn swass Got a funky Trans-Am with a dual exhaust LA is live but Seattle is my home Hood ornament is gold cause I don't like chrome X 2 That's rippin' I'm chillin' never illin' in the place to be Down with M-I-X-A-L-O-T On the west coast driving big Cadillacs Snow-white paint job with the wheel in the back Suckers talk smack but they cannot hang But you gotta have a brain in this computerized game You get mad cause your girlfriend wants to play my song You know you wanna hear it, put the record back on! X 2 I'm a real estate investor, a hardcore dresser Money counting brother and I hate polyester Walking on the wild side pulling gold snaps I know you getting jealous because I got it like that Cruise by the way on my cellular phone Spend a hundred thousand dollars on my number two home Dog in the front yard, fence in the back Freak by my side in a Fila hat X 1 Rip This Rolling in a Nissan kicking my beats With my girl by my side looking oh so sweet Got Fila on my feet and gold on my neck Hardcore, carry cash, and I never write checks Bankroll so big I can hardly hold it You once had a dream that your grandma stole it Punched her in the eye and took my bank back You ever wonder why I'm like that? Cause I'm rippin' Now that's rippin' Yeeaahh... You like this beat but its time to change Not gonna get ill but I'm gonna get strange Push your partner throw 'em in the aisle Gonna kick it live with the "Square Dance" style I'm a rippin' motherfucker that my last name When I get wild freaks go insane Rip it to the left and a rip it to the right Gonna bust hardcore on my freaks tonight Grab your partner get up in his face Homegirl put the sucker in his place Seven days a week I'm on vacation Lets get live with the kid sensation X 2 Gonna get ill just one more time Kid Sensation with a new fresh rhyme All the fly chicks hanging on our tip Keep the girlies calm with my bullwhip All sucker DJ's I will swat Cold ill hip-hoppin with Mix-A-Lot There's girls that will dance and girls that won't Because this jam rips and other ones don't X 2 Rollin' down the avenue picking up points I like to count bank but I don't roll joints I'm a hardcore B-Boy sitting on a throne Never hanging on the ave' just kick it at home Girlies in Cali like to feel my beats Great big kick drums get more freaks Some sucker MC's say "they can't feel it" But I bet you'd be happy if I let you steal it X 3

Operator's voice: (Welcome to Sky Pager) (*sound of beeper going off, appears throughout song*) (Operator's voice) Beepers ... Beepers ... Beepers ... Beepers ... (Welcome to Sky Pager) Beepers (Press the pound key after each entry) I'm rollin like a Playboy beep, beep, beep Just another page, just another freak Cops say I'm bangin, girls say I'm slangin Just cause my black Cross Courts be hangin Ah huh, that's it baby Beep diddy beep, will I call you maybe Sky Pager looks like a Phaser That's the attire of a Northwest player San Jose, I got a show Chillin like a champ with a girl in a limo There we go again, I got a beep The girl got nosy beggin for a peep Get off me girl, this is business I'm workin it and you can't witness A Oakland skeeso, how do I know Cause 415 was the area code Turn it off, turn it on, so I won't get busted You know rap stars never get trusted Baby wanna get so I put it on vibrate How does Mix-A-Lot communicate (Operator's voice) With beepers, baby, haha Beepers (Welcome to Sky Pager) Beepers (To use Sky Pager) Beepers (Press the pound key after each entry) Beepers (Please enter the pin number you wish) (Sky Pager) - 3X Beepers (Sky, Sky, Sky Pager) But if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number Then sit by the phone and wonder Will he call? If you're fine I might If you're a duck (*no dial tone sound*) good night I got a cellular but you can't have my digits Motorola beeps and the boy gets with it Code one, two (Yo come on black You gonna tell her about me, what's up with that?) That's Attitude Adjuster, my homey Huggin more girls than Bella Karoli Gettin 'em sprung, bustin 'em out Rollin up dames, cause he's got that clout Pullin young females, yank 'em on the stage One fell prey when she called that page (*numbers dialing sound*) called his beeper Sweetie got sprung but he might not keep her He never called back, so she called me (Where's Attitude at? He was supposed to meet me) I don't know but I'm wishin you luck How does Attitude Adjuster hook up? (Operator's voice) With beepers (If you wish to send message 777-9311) With beepers (Enter telephone number or numeric message Press the pound key now) Pagers, call 'em what you want Some brothers some brothers wear fake ones, still tryin to flaunt Walkin in a party, lookin like Joker Big ole six inch garage door opener Not me, cause my bank is set Three dope Benzos, one Corvette I'm not braggin or movin them thangs Just clockin them dollars at the real estate game (Sky Pager) Telepage Northwest, satellite service pushed to test Got a beep from a girl named Natalie My memory slip, cause I need a new battery Power on, display light's up Incoming calls from the girls with butts Girls call cause they might get lonely Ha . I run 'em like ponies Pick 'em up, put 'em in the Benzo I get a beep and I leave 'em in limbo That's right I'm livin like that What do I keep pinned to the strap My beeper ... Beepers ... Beepers ... Beepers ... Oh yeah, girls got 'em too They keep 'em in their purse, plain and cool Big players, rollin up fellas They comin up but they never will tell us Smooth, ha, I bet you didn't know The girl you called dumb was clockin your dough Jackin ball players and never gettin tossed Done worked every brother on the Seahawks Yeah, she looks good, but she thinks she's swift Tryin to pull up on the Mix-A-Lot tip Sittin in the movie, she stepped out smooth Oh baby girl, I got one too (Operator's voice) A beeper ... (Sky Pager) -2X Beepers ... (Sky Pager) Beepers ... (Sky Pager) Beepers ... (Sky Pager) (Enter telephone number) Beepers (Or numeric message 777-9311) Beepers ... (If you wish to send message) ... (Sky Pager) ... (If you wish to send message) ... (Sky Pager) ... (Message sent)