Put ’Em on the Glass Sir Mix-a-Lot

"C'mon now" - repeated

[Verse 1]
Start 'em up, yeah my Italiano, not many brothers is rollin in Diablos
Hittin the hard rock, the street is my work spot
I'm lookin for females to cop (yeah)
Few things can pass me, I'm rollin over 5.0s like pimps on hoes, G
And I'm sittin in third, I'm never on swerve, to the right I merge
Now I'm patrollin and I'm lookin for a skirt, this thing I'm haulin
I still got game ain't a damn thing change
I spot ten V's in the left lane
Eye contact is on, I'm rollin down windows pointin at phones
And she's poppin them buttons and yankin that blouse
Girl let it all out!
And that's what she did, baby ain't no kid
36 D's a make a man skid
I'm puttin in work on the freeway fast
Cause she put 'em on the glass (yeah)

[Break] - w/ ad libs
Put 'em on the glass ..
Put 'em on the glass, girl
Put 'em on the glass

[Verse 2]
Yes he's kinky, weenie ain't dinky
Got crushed rock on his pinkie
He gets paid to stay laid
My copycats fade, evade to unpaid who say its played
Girls when I'm on the freeway
Catch up and then give me leeway
And then drop them things on the dash
This Porsche is quick so don't try to run fast
At speed I got a need to see you freed
And proceed with the kinky tease
Indecent exposure can't hold ya, it's makin you bolder
Cause baby is a Mix-A-Lot soldier
Putting love singers on pause
Everybody's beggin to get into your drawers
What's makin you kids frown?
+Baby Got Back+ or (shake it up and down)
You can follow me home cause this bone is on full blown
Straight growin all night long
I like my females nasty
Never try to drive straight past me
Just get in the left lane and show me your insane
And fill up the window with thangs
Puttin niggas on skids about to straight crash
Cause she put 'em on the glass