Sir Mix-a-lot - Resonate lyrics

How you like your game, baby? You wanna sell hot? I make this game resonate baby, yeah resonate Chorus: C'mon c'mon I put the ball in balla I made it resonate I put the pop in these girls and made 'em shake I put the b in the game and kept it true No co*k blockin' this game for you New star, big cars, some of this game with a big cigar Cashmeire, cat fat, six foot broads standin' on stacks I understand, no plan, you stole my banner, southern 'bama Sellin lies when you was dumb and broke You never had a topknot, joke! It was the sh** you spoke No rhythm in your spittin' I don't need no bling things to make my game swing Your game is runnin' tight but your motor pings I make it resonate Chorus x2 You drive a nice truck, Escallade Gotta show 'em all you're paid But the truth is you're lackin' what you're mackin' if you're paper fed Your payins last to f** 'em If you're broke then can you trust 'em Give her diamonds and a beeper but you can't keep her She gets the benefits Go on, girl, treat that man like a b**h! Takin' from the rich, Robin Hood Get it back to your crib Another rap star slaving to this game he claim he's saving Cut his legs when he's shaving cause he b**h made I make it resonate Chorus x2 I make it resonate Rap's first super-balla Yeah, before y'all could spell balla, I was ballin', fool Blew 15 large in the 80's, nickrally You work a max scheme, clean Bought her that Lexus, bought it in Texas Just like Dada bought you a mansion in Nevada Situation bleak, your girl got a new physique You got a baby comin', wife naggin, bought a Taurus station wagon Aha! Put em on the gla** and made your a** a balla! Now you got a naggin' wifey and a toddler, ahah! Don't wanna be a playa no more? Mack with your mouth and match your dollas I swing a mean verb, big word, some if this game you've heard I gotta hear it, your appearance shakin' Daddy's lyrics I ain't an OG, I'm an OP, original player Papi gran-D, I signed your wife's booty, remember me?! Chorus til end