название:

Lead Yo Horse


автор:

Sir Mix-A-Lot


жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Return Of The Bumpasaurus
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(*Woman speaking Spanish*) - w/ ad libs 

[Chorus] 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up (throwin up this dirty old for life, fool) 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up (oh a la rasa) 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up (playin old cuts, doin donuts fool) 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo 

[Verse 1] 
I got more bass than a little bit 
Game don't quit, my clique got a gang of them chips 
And it don't stop, cause a brother went pop 
And I got a couple knots in my sock 
One dough, one glock 
And I got me a cutie, buckin this 1992 Goolie 
Will I come booty, who me 
I thought you knew me 
You come to the Boulevard newly 
Take a look at this truck, got 'em sittin on stuck 
Drop down to the ground, with them big sounds 
Four twelves in the back, 'til the windshield cracks 
Like that, with a fat bass track 
And I love my horse, he try to ignore me 
Scratch my back and you'll force me to dump 
Dump, dump, dump, put 'em on stunt 
And drive my horse into the sun 

[Chorus] 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up (rollin down the Boulevard) 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up (on rizza, ta nizzay) 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up (eastside, essa) 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo (westside, westside) 

[Break - Woman talking] 
Hey, what you say fool? 
Nah, let me explain somethin to you 
This is my vehicle, you know what I'm sayin? 
I roll when I wanna roll 
When I want cause I got my cabbage like that 
You know what I'm sayin? 
Keep player hatin and watch the ass drop 
(*car door slams and tires skid*) 

[Verse 2] 
I gotta get an Impala, pina colada 
White cause the gold one's nada 
Get the coke white seats, fill 'em up with heat 
Six three with the bows on feet 
Peanut butter top to match the guts 
Droppin that butt, got 'em all sayin "what!" 
Yellow back with a profile, what's up now 
Gotta give me ten points on style 
And the paint ain't trippin, drippin 
Look at this dippin, never caught slippin or missin 
And in case you was doubtin my pimpin (what up fool) 
My kitten, got the pearl white scopes to match my paint coat 
Giddy up, here we go 
Back to the Boulevard, rush with the horse to the test 
I'ma park this next to the best 
And flex like I'm poster, rollin this roaster 
Hoein this holster, closer 
Cause I'ma boaster, roaster, red light toaster 
No remorse when I buck this horse 

(Female voice: Let's take it from the East to the West homes) 

[Break] 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Westside 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Eastside 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Westside 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Eastside 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Westside 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Eastside 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Westside 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, Eastside 

[Verse 3] 
Buckin this horse like a baller, black top slaughter 
Makin these eighteen's holler 
In a brand new horsie, call it my Porschey 
Lookin hella fly and bossy 
Sittin at a red light waitin, Porsche's shakin 
Talkin more mess than Payton 
And I got it in first, gettin ready for the worst 
One point two turbo burst 
Let it ride like a black tech 
Bettin I'm gettin my sex while I'm passin up bets 
Grab my horse by the reins and tame it 
Watch where I aim it, so I don't flame it 
I can't explain the insane left lane 
Swing to the right, it's pain 
Pass these busters, lookin like lusters 
Sittin three deep in a dark blue Duster 
Now I'm sittin on cruise tryna get my food 
Eggs and number 102 and then popo spots me 
The guys still watch me, big man needs teriyaki 
I ain't trippin on vandals 
Cause my white Gambala has no door handles 
Gotta get met with force 
If you touch my ... horse 

[Chorus] 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up (yeah) 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey 
Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo 

(*harmonizing with the beat until fade*)
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