| What you mean I’m gone man
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| You don’t even know me
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| Well go ahead and get 'em up busta
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| Come on with it. |
| .. Wahaa!
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| Y’all bustas just don’t know
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| Y’all can’t get with the Mix-A-Lot show
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| The man you love to hate ain’t phased by the fakes
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| If you want to playa hate
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| Eat a big 'ole snake
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| It’s The Man You Love 2 Hate
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| The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
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| Me and Kid Sensation with that home away from home
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| In the fat butt dulie with the painted out chrome
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| 15's whippin' in the backside
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| With the boom boom boom thats how I ride
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| And Cha Ching I’m a player making ballas holla
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| I got a girl in Mississippi, but I never call her
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| Cause it’s like that I still got game
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| I can memorize your number, but I still don’t know your name
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| The conservatives are thinking I’m a pimp (I'm a pimp)
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| Just because I kind of stroll with a limp (With a limp)
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| But I still got love for the few who stayed down
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| But some of my ex’s ain’t around
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| Why is that ??
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| Cause the rock man got them and their butt’s just dropped
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| They started losing weight
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| Their grill’s looking shot
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| So I switched her
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| I’m steadily keepin' 'em mixed up
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| I’m keeping, down and holding my crown and giving them hiccupps
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| Boo-Hooing (Boo-Hooing)
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| When you call me
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| But we was playing on each other so you are wrong, see
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| Sitting around anti-nails
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| Your disputing my sales
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| Fantasizing 'bout counting my mail
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| Lady listen, Do I really make your man that pissed ?? |
| (mmm-hmmm)
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| Flipped it around and tell your man like this (mmm-hmmm)
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| If you hate Mix, than why you talk about Mix?
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| You say you ain’t a trick, but you trippin' so she’s splittin'
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| Now she’s coming out to Mrs. Ponderosa
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| She drove a beater so I heard her getting closer
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| She got an old V-Dub (Volkswagen) with the damaged exaust
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| But she was fine, so I figured I could toss
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| And watch the 808 kick drum
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| Makes this girlie get dumb
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| She’s grabbing on my bum tryin' to get one
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| And I’m taxing, waxing, I gotta take a note
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| Frrrtttt!!! |
| Farted on the downstroke (ewwwwweeww)
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| Playa’s in the house can you feel me
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| got these playahaters lookin' at me silly
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| But with this mouthpiece a brother’s gotta win
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| The ladies say you are fine, but your mackin' is kind of thin
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| No more Broadway, I’m hollering Rainier
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| Swoop around blocks dropping windows yelling, «Come Here»
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| And you complain 'cause I mad a little change
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| Its all in the game, boy to hell with the fame
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| I got my buck on them rolling down to Cali
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| I got a brand new home out in the valley
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| Jumping off I-5
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| I crack a left-eye, got to pick my homey up the attitude adjuster
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| Seven in a jet black truck with a deaf black G-Lock in case we out of luck
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| Cause with these haters you gotta keep your strap
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| Cause we taking all their sugars now they tryin to take us back (Yep)
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| So you got your and I got mine, so why do you whine about my grind ??
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| Sitting around blaming Mix-a-Lot for your situation
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| Boy get a job and quit player hatin'
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| It ain’t about winning your respect
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| I’m just checking more mail than you check
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| So heres the finger next to my index
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| I’m all about your lady
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| Cause she’s all abou the sizex (sex) haha
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| Yeah, the Pacific Time Zone’s head honcho
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| The amigo force feed you soe of this bad ass ego
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| You know what I’m saying
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| Try going platinum suckas
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| Dos
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| Tres
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| Watch out for Cuatro, Motherfm |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Man U Luv Ta Hate , by - Sir Mix-A-Lot. Song from the album Return Of The Bumpasaurus, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп