Swass Sir Mix-a-Lot

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[Verse 1]
Sir Mix-A-Lot Ray, the ultimate freak
I'm so cute in a suit, my beats conceit
Intelligent freak, wardrobe complete
You can fold my robe if you be my freak
I got a big Cadillac with the bass in the back
Try to take my freak, boy you must be whack
Biceps flex, so kiss my neck
Buying pounds of gold with royalty checks
And I'm Swass

[Hook]
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me (swass)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me (swass)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me (swass)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me

[Verse 2]
Cold gettin' live in a fresh fruit vest
I'm the king of the beat in the great Northwest
Packin' more dollars than Chase Manhattan
After each show my billfold fattens (yup)
My phone be ringin' like you wish yours would
But my girl stays cool cause she looks so good
Punk mother *puh-hicka* called me weak
Just turn up the bass and feel this beat
Feel my bass drum