Soundtrack Baby Got Back Lyrics
            [Intro]
            Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her b___.
            It is so big. [scoff] She looks like,
            one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
            But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? [scoff]
            They only talk to her, because,
            she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
            I mean, her b___, is just so big. [scoff]
            I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
            out there, I mean - gross. Look!
            She's just so ... black!
        
            [Sir Mix-a-Lot]
            I like big b___s and I can not lie
            You other brothers can't deny
            That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste
            And a round thing in your face
            You get sprung, wanna pull up tough
            'Cause you notice that b___ 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 with that b___ you got makes
            Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
            You say you wanna get in my Benz?
            Well, use me, use me
            'Cause you ain't that average groupy
            I've seen them dancin'
            The hell with romancin'
            She's wet, wet,
            Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
            I'm tired of magazines
            Sayin' flat b___s 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 b___? (Hell yeah!)
            Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
            Shake that healthy b___!
            Baby got back!
        
            (LA face with Oakland booty)
            Baby got back!
        
            [Sir Mix-a-Lot]
            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 you 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
            Watchin' these 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 wanna get with ya
            I won't cuss or hit ya
            But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *f___*
            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 role 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. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".
        
            [Sir Mix-a-Lot]
            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, hon
            You can do side bends or sit-ups,
            But please don't lose that b___
            Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
            And tell you that the b___ ain't go
            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 waste 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 dis
            '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 b___ is round,
            And you want a triple X throw down,
            Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
            And kick them nasty thoughts
            Baby got back!
        
            (Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x]
        
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