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Man U Luv Ta Hate - Sir Mix-a-Lot
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Man U Luv Ta Hate Sir Mix-a-Lot

Man U Luv Ta Hate - Sir Mix-a-Lot
What you mean I'm gone man
You don't even know me
Well go ahead and get 'em up busta
Come on with it . . . Wahaa!

(chorus)
Y'all bustas just don't know
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake

(chorus #2: repeat 4X)
It's The Man You Love 2 Hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle

[Verse 1: Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Me and Kid Sensation with that home away from home
In the fat butt dulie with the painted out chrome
15's whippin' in the backside
With the boom boom boom thats how I ride
And Cha Ching I'm a player making ballas holla
I got a girl in Mississippi, but I never call her
Cause it's like that I still got game
I can memorize your number, but I still don't know your name
The conservatives are thinking I'm a pimp (I'm a pimp)
Just because I kind of stroll with a limp (With a limp)
But I still got love for the few who stayed down
But some of my ex's ain't around
Why is that ??
Cause the rock man got them and their butt's just dropped
They started losing weight
Their grill's looking shot
So I switched her
I'm steadily keepin' 'em mixed up
I'm keeping, down and holding my crown and giving them hiccupps
Boo-Hooing (Boo-Hooing)
When you call me
But we was playing on each other so you are wrong, see
Sitting around anti-nails
Your disputing my sales
Fantasizing 'bout counting my mail
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