[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Tell y`all what I`m rollin
There`s something about my Benzo with tinted windows
It`s kinda slick, how I`m made for bimbos
Cruisin down the street with this gip on my hood
I`m gettin points like a Benzo should
I said yo skees you lookin for the flesh
You wanna ride, better dust off your dress
I ain`t dissin you .. skees
But my Benzo`s the ultimate tease
Walk into the Spectrum, some suckers wanna kick my rectum
Got up in my face, tellin me I was deaf
I slapped the boy cause he had bad breaf
Looked down had his rope I saw VNLW
What you tryin do, you dumb brother you
Call yourself a baller in a Volkswagen
You better hush homes and squash that braggin
[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)
(Yo what`s up Mix, I got a Benzo too)
(Could I say something?)
There`s something about my Benzo
(Haha, yeah)
(Let`s roll on top of these girlies)
(You know what`s up)
(Mind if I be broke but ..)
[Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)
Shut up Ron, it`s the way I gotta do this
You on my tip boy, like Popeye on Brutus
Don`t worry home cut I`m still chill
Just kinda twisted off a Benzo peel (ok)
Four door, I likes mine bigger (really)
I stay strapped for them Buffalo niggaz (me too)
(*voice with accent*) Get these seats man there good though
I ain`t no pimp but I`m Bad to the Bone
Cellular phone in the middle
So many buttons on my dash, it`s a riddle
Rollin up to Ave., I`m chillin
Grill`s dirty from the birds I`m killin (Got `em)
Girls please step back don`t touch this
The kinda car jack artist don`t mess with
Yes, my rollouts in effect
It`s time to go, too many skirts want sex
[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot] (Ron)
(That`s what I`m sayin)
(*laughing noises*)
There`s something about my Benzo
(Oh yeah, that`s right, sing it Mix, sing it)
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Bought it in Miami, rode it to Cali
Hit 150, through the Fernando Valley
AMG down with the big gold grill
Tack jumps when it`s time to get ill
15-inch woofers, boom in the trunk
Posse on Broadway for maximum bump
Cruise like Deletho, playin my rhyme
Rewind the tape kid, that`s the wrong line
Back to the car, automatic on the floor
Points with the skirts bought a Benzo, scores
Whole gold shot, that includes gold mirrors
The wipers on my lights make the word a bit clearer
Whip, dip, munchin barbeque chips
Honkin at pimps at these flip for the tip
Roll up on baby I said aight, a-a aight
Some old player riffin of big old players day
Baby dropped her vanity workin that makeup
Wavin at her friends, thinkin she`s a taker
But I let it slide
You use me for the ride, I use you for the high
You know whats up, that`s the way the game rolls
Use me I use you, and so the story goes
Ho pimpin on pimpin, the chant the homies scream
Bring them skirts to the Benzo king
[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
A ha haha, yeah
Just something about my Benzo
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Not just one, I got three
I collect `em you see
SEL, a 190, and a SEC
I ain`t no dope man Mr. Lolly jump on TV tryin to diss
Brothers like you hate to see black success when it`s legit
But it`s real, check the latest Vibe
Sixteen nahs, and the reader make it five
CD, cassette, big amps make it rock
Turn that AC off girl it`s a drop top
SEC, hog of hogs
Hit the funky street lights when I`m rollin in the fog
Cruisin at a 100 when I spotted this car
It was a trap .. they call it radar
State Trooper in a 5.0
Will he catch my SEC, now you know
Gunnin 130 on the outskirts of Seattle
Ha, that`s the end of that battle
[Outro - Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Yeah, I wanna say what`s up to all you brothers rollin in Benzos
Eazy-E, Ice-T, Tone Loc
Word, there`s something about my Benzo, peace
