I Like Big Butts And I Cannot Lie Lyrics

I Like Big Butts And I Cannot Lie Lyrics : The song is sung by Sir Mix-a-Lot and the original name of this song is Baby Got Back. The songwriters of this song is Sir Mix-a-Lot.

Produced ByRick Rubin & Sir Mix-a-Lot
Written ByAmylia Dorsey-Rivas & Sir Mix-a-Lot
Release DateFebruary 27, 1992

I Like Big Butts And I Cannot Lie Lyrics

Oh my God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys’ girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
They only talk to her, because
She looks like a total prostitute, okay?
I mean, her butt, it’s just so big
Uh, I can’t believe it’s just so round, it’s like out there
I mean, uh, gross, look
She’s just so, black

I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can’t deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to pull up tough
‘Cause you noticed 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 wit’cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes (me, me so horny)
Ooh, Rump-o’-smooth-skin
You say you want to get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
‘Cause you ain’t that average groupie
I’ve seen her dancin’
To hell with romancin’
She’s sweat, wet
Got it goin’ like a turbo ‘Vette
I’m tired of magazines
Sayin’ flat butts are the 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)
Tell ’em to shake it (shake it) shake it (shake it)
Shake that healthy butt

Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland b**ty)
Baby got back (L.A. face with the Oakland b**ty)
(L.A. face with the Oakland b**ty)

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 ya home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain’t talkin’ bout Playboy
‘Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want ’em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-lot’s in trouble
Beggin’ for a piece of that bubble
So I’m lookin’ at rock videos
Knock-kneed 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 want to get with ya
I won’t cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna (uh)
‘Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin’ on
A lot of simps won’t like this song
‘Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I’d rather stay and play
‘Cause I’m long, and I’m strong
And I’m down to get the friction on
So, ladies (yeah) ladies (yeah)
If you wanna roll in my Mercedes (yeah)
Then turn around, stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back

Baby got back
Yeah, baby, when it comes to females
Cosmo ain’t got nothin’ to do with my selection
Thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-six
Ha ha, 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, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups
But please don’t lose that butt
Some brothers want to play that hard role
And tell you that the butt ain’t gold
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
‘Cause your waist 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 Thing
Give me a sista, I can’t resist her
Red beans and rice didn’t miss her
Some knucklehead tried to diss
‘Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit ’em
And I pull up quick to get wit ’em
So ladies, if the butt is round
And you want a triple X throwdown
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back

Baby got back

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