Necronominicum's Lament

[allthumbs]

I said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie,

to the hip-hip hop, ah you don’t stop

the rock it to the bang bang boogie, say

up jump the boogie,

to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.

You grow in the ghetto, living second rate

And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate.

The places you play and where you stay

Looks like one great big alley way.

You’ll admire all the number-book takers,

Thugs, pimps and pushers, and the big money makers.

[Necronomicon]

Oh my god, Becky, look at her butt

It is so big

She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends

Who understands those rap guys

They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute, ok?

I mean her butt

It's just so big

I can't believe it's so round

It's just out there

I mean, it's gross

Look, she's just so black

 

I like big butts and I can not lie

You other brothers can't deny

That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste

And a round thing in your face

You get sprung

Wanna pull up front

Cuz 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 with that butt you got

Me so horny

Ooh, rub all of that smooth skin

You say you wanna get in my Benz

Well use me, use me cuz you ain't that average groupy

 

I've seen them dancin'

The hell with romancin'

She sweat, wet, got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette

 

I'm tired of magazines

saying flat butt's the only thing

Take the average black man and ask him that

She gotta pack much back, so

 

Fellas (yeah), fellas (yeah)

Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah)

Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt

Baby got back

 

(LA face with Oakland booty)

 

I like'em round and big

And when I'm throwin' a gig

I just can't help myself

I'm actin like an animal

Now here's my scandal

 

I wanna get you home

And ugh, double ugh, ugh

I ain't talkin' bout Playboy

Cuz silicone parts were made for toys

I wannem real thick and juicy

So find that juicy double

Mixalot's in trouble

Beggin' for a piece of that bubble

So I'm lookin' at rock videos

Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes

You can have them bimbos

I'll keep my women like Flo Jo

A word to the thick soul sistas

I wanna get with ya

I won't cus or hit ya

But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna fuck

Til the break of dawn

Baby, I got it goin on

A lot of pimps won't like this song

Cuz them punks like to hit it and quit it

But I'd rather stay and play

Cuz I'm long and I'm strong

And I'm down to get the friction on

 

So ladies (yeah), ladies (yeah)

If you wanna role in my Mercedes (yeah)

Then turn around

Stick it out

Even white boys got to shout

Baby got back

 

(LA face with the Oakland booty)

 

Yeah baby

When it comes to females

Cosmo and got nothin to do with my selection

36-24-36

Only if she's 5'3"

 

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda

Playin' 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 hon

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 need to go

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

Cuz your waste is small and your curves are kickin'

And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'

To the beanpole dames in the magazines

You ain't it Miss Thang

Give me a sista I can't resist her

Red beans and rice didn't miss her

Some knucklehead tried to dis

Cuz 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 1-900-mixalot and kick them nasty thoughts

Baby got back

 

 

 

[vegetablebelay]

Thinkin' of a master plan..

cause ain't nothin but sweat inside my hand

so I dig into my pocket all my money's spent

so I dig deeper, and still comin' up with lint

so I

start my mission

leave my residence

thinkin' how I'm gonna get some dead presidents

I need money

I used to be a stick-up kid

so I think of all the devious things I did....