[Verse 1]
I....
Got a real fine freak with a real big butt
She gets real ill when she hears my cut
Got two Cadillac's one blue, one gold
Got straps on the back with a fresh set of folds
Wheel in the back with a grill in the front
24-k straps on my trunk
Got a big gold rope, cold layin' round my neck
Got a freak in my arms co-kicking on the set
Never get ill cuz I'm too damn SWASS
Got a funky Trans-Am with a dual exhaust
T-town is live but Seattle is my home
Hood ornament is gold cuz I don't like chrome
[Chorus] x 2
That's rippin'
[Verse 2]
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 Cadillac's
Snow-white paint job with the wheel in the back
Suckas talk smack if they cannot hang
But you gotta have a brain in the computerised game
You get jealous cuz your girl wants to play my song
You know you wanna hear it
Put the record back on
(Here in my car) Rollin down the avenue
(Here in my car) Pickin' up points
(Here in my car) Rollin' with my new song
(Here in my car) Kickin' my beats
(Here in my car) Wheel in the back
(Here in my car) Grill in the front
(Here in my car) Big Cadillac
(Here in my car) Bass in the back
[Verse 3]
I'm....
A real estate investor, 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 Broadway on my cellular phone
Spend a 100,000 dollars on my number two home
Dog in the front yard fence in the back
Ex-girl gettin' mad cuz my paychecks fat
[Chorus] x 1
Rip This
[Verse 3]
Rolling with my new song kicking my beats
With my girl by my side looking oh so sweet
Gor-Tex on my feet, gold rope on my neck
Hardcore karat cash and I never write cheques
Bank roll so big I can hardly hold it
You once had a dream that you grandma stole it
Punched her in the eye and took my bank back
You ever wonder why I'm like that
Cuz I'm rippin'
And that's rippin'
[Verse 4]
Yeah....
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 eye
Gonna kick it live with the "Square Dance" style
I'm a rippin' motherfucker that's my last name
When I pull tip freaks go insane
Benz on the left with a Caddy on the right
Gor-Tex in effect with my freak tonight
Sucka on tip tried to get up in my face
Steel toe, Rambo, put the sucker in his place
Seven days a week I'm on vacation
Lets get live with the kid sensation
[Beatboxing]
[Instrumental Chorus] x 2
[Verse 5]
Can I get ill just one more time
Kid Sensation with a hardcore rhyme
Freaks on our tip cuz our muscles are ripped
Keep the girlies cummin' with my bullwhip
All sucker DJ's I will swat
Call ill hip-hop with Mix-A-Lot
There's girls that will dance and girls that wont
Because this jam rips and other ones don't
[Chorus] x 2
[Verse 6]
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 a ave' just grabbin' that bone
Girlies at Cal like to feel my beats
Great big Gor-Tex get more freaks
Some sucker MC's say "they can't feel it"
But I bet you be happy if I let you steal it
Freaks get your hands high in the air
The big bass drum gonna press your hair
We're rippin' Hip-Hoppers on the Hip-Hop set
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Our boots hit the ground all MCs scatter
Seams all crack, all windows shatter
Call my home boys ready to flatter
Don't get wild or you'll get splattered
[Chorus] x 3