Posse On Broadway Lyrics by Sir Mix-A-Lot
Sir Mix-A-Lot Lyrics
Posse On Broadway Lyrics
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Me and Kid Sensation and that home away from home
In the Black Benz Limo, with the cellular phone
I'm callin' up the posse, it's time to get rippin'
The freaks a need a sunroof, to keep you sucka's trippin'
Everybody's lookin, if your jealous turn around
The AMG kick keeps us closer to the ground
we're gettin' good grip from the 50 series tires
the Alpine's bumpin', but I need the volume higher
cause the 808 kick drum makes the girlies get dumb
we're rollin' Rainier, and the jealous wanna get some
Every time we do, the sucka M.C.'s wanna battle
I'm the man they love to hate, the J.R. Ewing of Seattle
Picked up the posse on 23rd and Jackson
headed for the strip, yes we're lookin' for some action
the limo's kinda crowded, the whole car was leanin' back
Maharaji's watchin' T.V. with two girlies on his lap
On Martin Luther King.....the set looks kinda dead
we need a new street so posse move ahead
we all look kinda' SWASS the crew you can't forget
the Mix-a-lot posse co' rippen' up the set
My Posse's on Broadway........ UhhhRrrollin' with my posse we're gettin' kinda' bored
there's not another posse with more points scored
we don't walk around like criminals or flex like big gorillas
my homeboy Kid Sensation is the teenage lady killa'
Maharaji's on the def side dancin' like a freak
the girlies see his booty and their knees get weak
Larry is the white guy people think he's funny
a real estate investa' who makes a lot of money
Clockin' lots of dollas' we all got gold
cruzin' in the Benz ain't got no place to go
wheelin' 23rd we saw nuthin' but thugs
the girlies was too skinny from smokin' all them drugs
cause the rock man got 'em and their butts just dropped
the freaks looked depressed 'cause the Benz won't stop
at 23rd and Union the driver broke left
Kevin shouted Broadway it's time to get def
my girl blew me a kiss, she said I was the best
she's lookin' mighty freaky in her black silk dress
the closer that we get, the crazier that I feel
the posse's on Broadway it's time to get ill
My Posse's on Broadway......... Cruzin' Broadway and my wheels spin slow
rollin with my posse is the only way to go
the girlies by the college was lookin for a ride
we tried to pick them up but we had no room inside
we put them on the trunk, we put them on the hood
some sat up with the driver they made him feel good
the posse's gettin' bigger, there's much too many freaks
the muffler's draggin', my suspension's gettin' weak
Now the posse's gettin' hungry, and Mix-a-Lot's treatin'
we stopped at Taco Bell, for some Mexican eatin'
but Taco Bell was closed, and the girls was on my tip
they said, "Go back the other way, we'll stop and eat at Dick's"
Dick's is the place where the crew hang out
the SWASS like to play, and the rich flaunt clout
posse to the burger stand, so big we walk in two's
we're gettin' dirty looks, from those other sucka crews
Kid Sensation dropped a $20, and didn't even miss it
skeeza from anotha' crew, she picked it up and kissed it
her boyfriend's illin', he went to slap her face
My homeboy P.L.B. co' sprayed the boy with mace
'Cause I never liked a punk, who beat up on his girl
if you don't have game, then let her leave your world
We took the girl with usssssss....with him she rode the busssss....
she gave the boy the finga', and the sucka starts to cussssss....
boy I gotta def posse, you gotta bunch of dudes
you're broke co' cryin' bout the rock-man blues
you beat up on your girl, and now you're all upset
she's with the Mix-a-Lot posse, on the Broadway set
My posse's on Broadway........
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