[Verse 1]
Riggidy-run for the hills 'cause the mack is back
I'm hookin' up girls by fax
If you're stacked
You can rub a big mack
I gotta gas
So don't worry about scraps (No no)
Five-foot-eleven with a seven-foot game
Got a big mouthpiece and I shows no shame
Monster kinky have no morals
Monster love to get oral (ummmm!)
Got ten cars and the girls like that
I was born and bred to be a mack
"What's your sign?" is played
You gotta put a little style in your game nowadays
In the sixties, girls was all high
LSD had 'em givin' up thighs
The baby boom was on and I dropped
No more Woodstock, but now you got Mix-A-Lot
So put me in your CD changer
Watch your girl, 'cause Mix'll rearrange her
Ooo, he's s**ist!
Ooo, he's s**ist!
Keepin' Rush Limbaugh restless
I'm da mack and that's monsta
Straight chase girls through the tail 'cause I wants ta
You can call it wack
But you respect this black
When it comes to game I'm a monsta mack
[Hook]
'Cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
Big mack, 'cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
I'm a monsta mack
Big mack, 'cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
Big mack, 'cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
[Verse 2]
Strike the pose
But she ain't nasty as me
'Cause Mix-A-Lot is stuck on freaky
Can't stop tappin' that tweety
Give it to the needy
Nope, 'cause I'm too damn greedy
Here I go walking through the mall
Don't play ball
But I got game for 'em all
Focus on a victim, focus on a victim
Mr. Richard is hot, so let's sic 'em
And like a Tomahawk jumpin' on a SCUD
Girl, you got to gimme my pud
The pick-up king is back, buddy
Tryin' to give lessons to these thick-a** ballers and understudies
But I'm not tryin' to call you no b**h, girl
Don't give a damn if you're poor or rich, girl
And we can play a li'l pool
And I'm pokin' that 8-ball cool
And the booties
I still like the booties
She got a little waist, doin' squats just to keep me on my duty
Giant-size game's what I'm droppin'
Straight freaks with them thick ol' glutes is what I'm knockin'
Now the right-wing wanna test me
If likin' s** is a crime, then you arrest me
But don't tell me who to sing to, Jack
Cause a third of your life is in the sack
I'm a monsta mack
[Hook]
'Cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
'Cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
I'm a monsta mack
Lookin' for s** 'cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
Lookin' for s** 'cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
[Verse 3]
Drivin' my car by the bus stop
'Til I spot a young cutie straight s**in' down a soda pop
Baby girl's winkin'
Mix-A-Lot's thinkin'
Hope this girl's feet ain't stinkin'
Here we go
Swingin' by Franglor's
And get a little soul food
Now you got a brother in the mood
Damn, gotta get her home with the quickness
'Cause this thickness, boy, you oughta witness
No need to put my girls on tilt
'Cause straight-up game'll get you milked
The nasty dog is back
With straight pimp game black
Ain't no shame
I'm a monsta mack
[Hook]
'Cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
Monsta mack, fool!
'Cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
I'm the monsta mack!
'Cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough
Monsta mack, wit' big game, baby!
'Cause the Mix-A-Lot game is tough