Big Screen Sir Mix-a-Lot

[Intro: Sir Mix-a-Lot & Tomeka Williams]
Don't touch that dial, young cutty
Keep it on channel 69
Learn yourself something, fool (*Laughing*)
'Bout ridin' big screen, get outta them tennis shoes, pimp, yeah
Uh, uh-huh

[Verse 1: Sir Mix-a-Lot, Tomeka Williams & Sir Mix-a-Lot]
Cutie pie's slickers, fallin' out the game quicker
Date a trick picker, let your homie hit her, then you quit her
But she took your wallet with her, nigga, playin's a art
So follow me through these Cs and the valley of P we be
Pimpin' like a big bitch, 'creasin' my benjis
We been ridin' big screenie since the fendie was trendy
But let me chop it up for ya, I got the lawyer
No more employer, my girls ignore ya
Everybody pushin' for pop hits and buzz clips
With fake cliques with fake chicks and fake tits
Doin' the splits in videos, get it bro
I ain't droppin' since '96, but still I can check a grip
The mackin' is in the mix, I'm pokin' my benefits
You hopin' I call it quits, them critics is hatin' this
Unorthodox styles can sweep wives in piles
Deep digit design files is packin' my Mac
I'm ridin' big screen, yeah