Something About My Benzo

[Sir Mix-A-Lot]<br>Tell y`all what I`m rollin<br><br>There`s something about my Benzo with tinted windows<br>It`s kinda slick, how I`m made for bimbos<br>Cruisin down the street with this gip on my hood<br>I`m gettin points like a Benzo should<br>I said "yo skees you lookin for the flesh<br>You wanna ride, better dust off your dress"<br>I ain`t dissin you .. skees<br>But my Benzo`s the ultimate tease<br>Walk into the Spectrum, some suckers wanna kick my rectum<br>Got up in my face, tellin me I was deaf<br>I slapped the boy cause he had bad breaf<br>Looked down had his rope I saw VNLW<br>What you tryin do, you dumb brother you<br>Call yourself a baller in a Volkswagen<br>You better hush homes and squash that braggin<br><br>[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)<br>(Yo what`s up Mix, I got a Benzo too)<br>(Could I say something?)<br>There`s something about my Benzo<br>(Haha, yeah)<br>(Let`s roll on top of these girlies)<br>(You know what`s up)<br>(Mind if I be broke but ..)<br><br>[Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)<br>Shut up Ron, it`s the way I gotta do this<br>You on my tip boy, like Popeye on Brutus<br>Don`t worry home cut I`m still chill<br>Just kinda twisted off a Benzo peel (ok)<br>Four door, I likes mine bigger (really)<br>I stay strapped for them Buffalo niggaz (me too)<br>(*voice with accent*) "Get these seats man there good though"<br>I ain`t no pimp but I`m "Bad to the Bone"<br>Cellular phone in the middle<br>So many buttons on my dash, it`s a riddle<br>Rollin up to Ave., I`m chillin<br>Grill`s dirty from the birds I`m killin (Got `em)<br>Girls please step back don`t touch this<br>The kinda car jack artist don`t mess with<br>Yes, my rollouts in effect<br>It`s time to go, too many skirts want sex<br><br>[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)<br>(That`s what I`m sayin)<br>(*laughing noises*)<br>There`s something about my Benzo<br>(Oh yeah, that`s right, sing it Mix, sing it)<br><br>[Sir Mix-A-Lot]<br>Bought it in Miami, rode it to Cali<br>Hit 150, through the Fernando Valley<br>AMG down with the big gold grill<br>Tack jumps when it`s time to get ill<br>15-inch woofers, boom in the trunk<br>"Posse on Broadway" for maximum bump<br>Cruise like Deletho, playin my rhyme<br>Rewind the tape kid, that`s the wrong line<br>Back to the car, automatic on the floor<br>Points with the skirts bought a Benzo, scores<br>Whole gold shot, that includes gold mirrors<br>The wipers on my lights make the word a bit clearer<br>Whip, dip, munchin barbeque chips<br>Honkin at pimps at these flip for the tip<br>Roll up on baby I said "aight, a-a aight"<br>Some old player riffin of big old players day<br>Baby dropped her vanity workin that makeup<br>Wavin at her friends, thinkin she`s a taker<br>But I let it slide<br>You use me for the ride, I use you for the high<br>You know whats up, that`s the way the game rolls<br>Use me I use you, and so the story goes<br>Ho pimpin on pimpin, the chant the homies scream<br>Bring them skirts to the Benzo king<br><br>[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]<br>A ha haha, yeah<br>Just something about my Benzo<br><br>[Sir Mix-A-Lot]<br>Not just one, I got three<br>I collect `em you see<br>SEL, a 190, and a SEC<br>I ain`t no dope man Mr. Lolly jump on TV tryin to diss<br>Brothers like you hate to see black success when it`s legit<br>But it`s real, check the latest Vibe<br>Sixteen nahs, and the reader make it five<br>CD, cassette, big amps make it rock<br>Turn that AC off girl it`s a drop top<br>SEC, hog of hogs<br>Hit the funky street lights when I`m rollin in the fog<br>Cruisin at a 100 when I spotted this car<br>It was a trap .. they call it radar<br>State Trooper in a 5.0<br>Will he catch my SEC, now you know<br>Gunnin 130 on the outskirts of Seattle<br>Ha, that`s the end of that battle<br><br>[Outro - Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]<br>Yeah, I wanna say what`s up to all you brothers rollin in Benzos<br>Eazy-E, Ice-T, Tone Loc<br>Word, there`s something about my Benzo, peace