Square Dance Rap
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โฑ๏ธ 4:18 duration
๐ ID: 2824747
๐ Lyrics
Ha hee!, hee!
Why Mix-A-Lot cotton picker you freak skinnin the cats
Why don't you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down
(*yelling*)
Put it up
That's the way I like it there Mix-A-Lot
Hey Mix-A-Lot, picks me up cotton picker
Picks me up Mix-A-Lot
Now everybody's rappin 'bout
Everybody's rappin 'bout
Ever - (*repeated*)
Now everybody's rappin 'bout "where's their line?"
I'm gonna bust me a brand new rhyme
Girlfriend's down and you stomped her freak
Shake your hips and act conceit
Throw your head high in the air
Grab your partner's derriere
Fellas in the cut, I know you must be trippin
My boy's got them there home girl's quippin
Now grab your partner, take a bow
If you can't dance, I'll tell you how
Wave your hands and take two steps
Grab your hips and slide to the left
Get all in your partner's face
Swerve to the side and show your lace
If your a freak then let it show
And grab your partner doshy-do (do, do ...)
Now if you think your partner's fine
Grab her where the sun don't shine
If you can't dance, then tap your toes
If your stuck up, turn up your nose
Wave your hands from side to side
Lean to the left and take a slide
Other's DJs know their no match
Just look to the stage and the song's that scratched
(*scratching*)
Rock me babe - 4X
Freaks on the left and freaks on the right
Grab your partner, hold him tight
Put your hands in his Levi's
Hold his rear while he grips your thighs
The more you dance, the more I rap
The big fat beat makes your toes tap
Glen Campbell can't hang with this
All you freaks give your man a kiss (look good)
- 4X
My beats are icky
That why I'm Swass
Beat box
Oh Mix-A-Lot I'm feelin it now, cotton picker
YEEEE-HA!
Now everybody on the floor clap your hands
Stomp to the beat of the one man band
Mix-A-Lot brings on the drum machine
The bass line riff is "oh, so mean"
Mix-A-Lot make a jam in his room
With a full tape recorder you can bust jams too
Throw your partner across your thigh
Tickle her fast, until she starts to cry
Whip her to the left, whip her to the right
But don't whip her to hard cause her jeans are tight (look good)
Get your hands off that girl, boy
Seattle rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
L.A. rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Miami rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
D.C. rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Carolina rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Houston, Texas rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Your momma rocks
(To the, to, to, to the Square Dance Rap)
London, England rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
To the Square Dance Rap, hot damn
Hey Mix-A-Lot, what in the world is that noise cotton picker?
Sound like Grand Ole Opry
Hear what I say Mix-A-Lot, say sound like Grand Ole Opry cotton picker
Now before we end this filthy cut, we got a few things we have to say
To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray
His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so many tricks
If you give him ten bucks and a brand new tape, he'll put you in the mix
A haha, hey Mix-A-Lot I caught you that time, cotton picker
My beats are icky ... (*drums play until fade*)
Why Mix-A-Lot cotton picker you freak skinnin the cats
Why don't you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down
(*yelling*)
Put it up
That's the way I like it there Mix-A-Lot
Hey Mix-A-Lot, picks me up cotton picker
Picks me up Mix-A-Lot
Now everybody's rappin 'bout
Everybody's rappin 'bout
Ever - (*repeated*)
Now everybody's rappin 'bout "where's their line?"
I'm gonna bust me a brand new rhyme
Girlfriend's down and you stomped her freak
Shake your hips and act conceit
Throw your head high in the air
Grab your partner's derriere
Fellas in the cut, I know you must be trippin
My boy's got them there home girl's quippin
Now grab your partner, take a bow
If you can't dance, I'll tell you how
Wave your hands and take two steps
Grab your hips and slide to the left
Get all in your partner's face
Swerve to the side and show your lace
If your a freak then let it show
And grab your partner doshy-do (do, do ...)
Now if you think your partner's fine
Grab her where the sun don't shine
If you can't dance, then tap your toes
If your stuck up, turn up your nose
Wave your hands from side to side
Lean to the left and take a slide
Other's DJs know their no match
Just look to the stage and the song's that scratched
(*scratching*)
Rock me babe - 4X
Freaks on the left and freaks on the right
Grab your partner, hold him tight
Put your hands in his Levi's
Hold his rear while he grips your thighs
The more you dance, the more I rap
The big fat beat makes your toes tap
Glen Campbell can't hang with this
All you freaks give your man a kiss (look good)
- 4X
My beats are icky
That why I'm Swass
Beat box
Oh Mix-A-Lot I'm feelin it now, cotton picker
YEEEE-HA!
Now everybody on the floor clap your hands
Stomp to the beat of the one man band
Mix-A-Lot brings on the drum machine
The bass line riff is "oh, so mean"
Mix-A-Lot make a jam in his room
With a full tape recorder you can bust jams too
Throw your partner across your thigh
Tickle her fast, until she starts to cry
Whip her to the left, whip her to the right
But don't whip her to hard cause her jeans are tight (look good)
Get your hands off that girl, boy
Seattle rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
L.A. rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Miami rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
D.C. rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Carolina rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Houston, Texas rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
Your momma rocks
(To the, to, to, to the Square Dance Rap)
London, England rocks
(To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
To the Square Dance Rap, hot damn
Hey Mix-A-Lot, what in the world is that noise cotton picker?
Sound like Grand Ole Opry
Hear what I say Mix-A-Lot, say sound like Grand Ole Opry cotton picker
Now before we end this filthy cut, we got a few things we have to say
To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray
His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so many tricks
If you give him ten bucks and a brand new tape, he'll put you in the mix
A haha, hey Mix-A-Lot I caught you that time, cotton picker
My beats are icky ... (*drums play until fade*)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.37] Ha hee!, hee!
[00:08.08] Why Mix-A-Lot cotton picker you freak skinnin the cats
[00:11.60] Why don't you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down
[00:17.95] (*yelling*)
[00:18.80] Put it up
[00:23.47] That's the way I like it there Mix-A-Lot
[00:28.86] Hey Mix-A-Lot, picks me up cotton picker
[00:32.47] Picks me up Mix-A-Lot
[00:36.08] Now everybody's rappin 'bout
[00:36.93] Everybody's rappin 'bout
[00:37.80] Ever - (*repeated*)
[00:39.64] Now everybody's rappin 'bout "where's their line?"
[00:42.30] I'm gonna bust me a brand new rhyme
[00:44.12] Girlfriend's down and you stomped her freak
[00:45.93] Shake your hips and act conceit
[00:48.64] Throw your head high in the air
[00:50.44] Grab your partner's derriere
[00:52.21] Fellas in the cut, I know you must be trippin
[00:54.16] My boy's got them there home girl's quippin
[00:56.88] Now grab your partner, take a bow
[00:58.66] If you can't dance, I'll tell you how
[01:00.49] Wave your hands and take two steps
[01:02.27] Grab your hips and slide to the left
[01:04.05] Get all in your partner's face
[01:06.79] Swerve to the side and show your lace
[01:08.54] If your a freak then let it show
[01:10.32] And grab your partner doshy-do (do, do ...)
[01:16.62] Now if you think your partner's fine
[01:18.49] Grab her where the sun don't shine
[01:21.17] If you can't dance, then tap your toes
[01:22.94] If your stuck up, turn up your nose
[01:24.76] Wave your hands from side to side
[01:26.55] Lean to the left and take a slide
[01:29.24] Other's DJs know their no match
[01:31.00] Just look to the stage and the song's that scratched
[01:33.76] (*scratching*)
[01:34.61] Rock me babe - 4X
[01:41.07] Freaks on the left and freaks on the right
[01:43.73] Grab your partner, hold him tight
[01:45.58] Put your hands in his Levi's
[01:47.31] Hold his rear while he grips your thighs
[01:49.14] The more you dance, the more I rap
[01:50.92] The big fat beat makes your toes tap
[01:53.61] Glen Campbell can't hang with this
[01:55.46] All you freaks give your man a kiss (look good)
[02:00.86] - 4X
[02:01.75] My beats are icky
[02:15.71] That why I'm Swass
[02:17.67] Beat box
[02:21.13] Oh Mix-A-Lot I'm feelin it now, cotton picker
[02:24.89] YEEEE-HA!
[02:30.24] Now everybody on the floor clap your hands
[02:32.02] Stomp to the beat of the one man band
[02:33.87] Mix-A-Lot brings on the drum machine
[02:36.59] The bass line riff is "oh, so mean"
[02:38.30] Mix-A-Lot make a jam in his room
[02:40.11] With a full tape recorder you can bust jams too
[02:41.92] Throw your partner across your thigh
[02:44.72] Tickle her fast, until she starts to cry
[02:46.50] Whip her to the left, whip her to the right
[02:48.39] But don't whip her to hard cause her jeans are tight (look good)
[02:52.86] Get your hands off that girl, boy
[02:54.66] Seattle rocks
[02:55.54] (To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[02:58.21] L.A. rocks
[03:00.07] (To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:02.71] Miami rocks
[03:03.62] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:06.34] D.C. rocks
[03:08.14] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:10.81] Carolina rocks
[03:12.65] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:14.48] Houston, Texas rocks
[03:16.23] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:18.96] Your momma rocks
[03:20.75] (To the, to, to, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:22.59] London, England rocks
[03:24.32] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:27.16] To the Square Dance Rap, hot damn
[03:29.87] Hey Mix-A-Lot, what in the world is that noise cotton picker?
[03:34.35] Sound like Grand Ole Opry
[03:39.76] Hear what I say Mix-A-Lot, say sound like Grand Ole Opry cotton picker
[03:43.30] Now before we end this filthy cut, we got a few things we have to say
[03:47.87] To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray
[03:51.43] His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so many tricks
[03:55.00] If you give him ten bucks and a brand new tape, he'll put you in the mix
[03:59.67] A haha, hey Mix-A-Lot I caught you that time, cotton picker
[04:03.25] My beats are icky ... (*drums play until fade*)
[04:17.82]
[00:08.08] Why Mix-A-Lot cotton picker you freak skinnin the cats
[00:11.60] Why don't you bring the beat on in here, cotton picker so I can get down
[00:17.95] (*yelling*)
[00:18.80] Put it up
[00:23.47] That's the way I like it there Mix-A-Lot
[00:28.86] Hey Mix-A-Lot, picks me up cotton picker
[00:32.47] Picks me up Mix-A-Lot
[00:36.08] Now everybody's rappin 'bout
[00:36.93] Everybody's rappin 'bout
[00:37.80] Ever - (*repeated*)
[00:39.64] Now everybody's rappin 'bout "where's their line?"
[00:42.30] I'm gonna bust me a brand new rhyme
[00:44.12] Girlfriend's down and you stomped her freak
[00:45.93] Shake your hips and act conceit
[00:48.64] Throw your head high in the air
[00:50.44] Grab your partner's derriere
[00:52.21] Fellas in the cut, I know you must be trippin
[00:54.16] My boy's got them there home girl's quippin
[00:56.88] Now grab your partner, take a bow
[00:58.66] If you can't dance, I'll tell you how
[01:00.49] Wave your hands and take two steps
[01:02.27] Grab your hips and slide to the left
[01:04.05] Get all in your partner's face
[01:06.79] Swerve to the side and show your lace
[01:08.54] If your a freak then let it show
[01:10.32] And grab your partner doshy-do (do, do ...)
[01:16.62] Now if you think your partner's fine
[01:18.49] Grab her where the sun don't shine
[01:21.17] If you can't dance, then tap your toes
[01:22.94] If your stuck up, turn up your nose
[01:24.76] Wave your hands from side to side
[01:26.55] Lean to the left and take a slide
[01:29.24] Other's DJs know their no match
[01:31.00] Just look to the stage and the song's that scratched
[01:33.76] (*scratching*)
[01:34.61] Rock me babe - 4X
[01:41.07] Freaks on the left and freaks on the right
[01:43.73] Grab your partner, hold him tight
[01:45.58] Put your hands in his Levi's
[01:47.31] Hold his rear while he grips your thighs
[01:49.14] The more you dance, the more I rap
[01:50.92] The big fat beat makes your toes tap
[01:53.61] Glen Campbell can't hang with this
[01:55.46] All you freaks give your man a kiss (look good)
[02:00.86] - 4X
[02:01.75] My beats are icky
[02:15.71] That why I'm Swass
[02:17.67] Beat box
[02:21.13] Oh Mix-A-Lot I'm feelin it now, cotton picker
[02:24.89] YEEEE-HA!
[02:30.24] Now everybody on the floor clap your hands
[02:32.02] Stomp to the beat of the one man band
[02:33.87] Mix-A-Lot brings on the drum machine
[02:36.59] The bass line riff is "oh, so mean"
[02:38.30] Mix-A-Lot make a jam in his room
[02:40.11] With a full tape recorder you can bust jams too
[02:41.92] Throw your partner across your thigh
[02:44.72] Tickle her fast, until she starts to cry
[02:46.50] Whip her to the left, whip her to the right
[02:48.39] But don't whip her to hard cause her jeans are tight (look good)
[02:52.86] Get your hands off that girl, boy
[02:54.66] Seattle rocks
[02:55.54] (To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[02:58.21] L.A. rocks
[03:00.07] (To the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:02.71] Miami rocks
[03:03.62] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:06.34] D.C. rocks
[03:08.14] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:10.81] Carolina rocks
[03:12.65] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:14.48] Houston, Texas rocks
[03:16.23] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:18.96] Your momma rocks
[03:20.75] (To the, to, to, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:22.59] London, England rocks
[03:24.32] (To the sq, to the sq, to the Square Dance Rap)
[03:27.16] To the Square Dance Rap, hot damn
[03:29.87] Hey Mix-A-Lot, what in the world is that noise cotton picker?
[03:34.35] Sound like Grand Ole Opry
[03:39.76] Hear what I say Mix-A-Lot, say sound like Grand Ole Opry cotton picker
[03:43.30] Now before we end this filthy cut, we got a few things we have to say
[03:47.87] To the home girls sprung on the hum drum beat, check out Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray
[03:51.43] His style is fresh, so clean and new, he pulls so many tricks
[03:55.00] If you give him ten bucks and a brand new tape, he'll put you in the mix
[03:59.67] A haha, hey Mix-A-Lot I caught you that time, cotton picker
[04:03.25] My beats are icky ... (*drums play until fade*)
[04:17.82]