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SIR MIX-A-LOT LYRICS

"Baby Got Back"

[Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. *scoff* She looks like,
one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. *scoff*
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean - gross. Look!
She's just so ... black!

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes me feel so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!

(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck*
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!

Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".

[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!

(Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x]

una de los 60, i´m alive, the hollies

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSqZC7G3_9I

Uau... no recordaba q esta canción de mi niñez tuviera esta letra plagada de significados ocultos egipcio-masónico-herméticos...

Barón Rojo - Tierra de Nadie

A un lado tu odio, al otro tu amor
la duda infinita, el viejo dolor
y mientras recelas del bien y del mal
por un sumidero la vida se va
nadie da nada por nada
hay que pagar
devuelve el espejo tu imagen fugaz
y no estás seguro de tu identidad
tu nombre no existe
dejaste el redil y en tierra de nadie
tendrás que vivir
Nadie, te acompañará allí
nadie, y recuerda que
no tendrás un guía, no esperes
protección, ni compasión.
Tierra de nadie, oscuridad
sin rumbo fijo debes vagar
pero piensa que ahora eres LIBRE!
No perteneces a una facción
no crees en dogmas de religión
lo mas probable será
que creas solo en ti,
en tu propia fuerza.
No crees en banderas, prefieres luchar
por la madre tierra por la humanidad
no cavas trincheras en donde vivir
ni crees en consignas por las que morir.
No crees en partidos es triste saber
que gana el que gane tú vas a perder
no crees en promesas que no cumplirán
los falsos mesías, te engañarán.
Estás en tierra de nadie ya,
en un sombrío lugar
entre dos bandos que al atacar
te atacan a ti no puedes huir
irán a por ti.
No escucharán tu predicción
de una herencia letal
pero dirán "tiene razón"
cuando quizá sea tarde ya.

Vicarious
http://www.esnips.com/doc/bcebe7c9-f37c ... -Vicarious




Energía...

Petrified, de Mesh.

Briseida25 escribió:No me gustan los triunfitos, pero una cancion q escucho mucho ultimamente solo pq me transmite positivismo es Todo irá bien de Chenoa

totalmente de acuerdo

Hit The City (Mark Lanegan)
http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=_xMvw9lCOBw

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Downfall de children of bodom. Por lo menos a mí me anima...

A mí me levanta el ánimo "Now and Forever", de Xandria.

Podeis escucharla en este enlace:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmjaefHG3Rg

Bella canción. La recomiendo en esta versión, en que la harmonía deja el mensaje en segundo plano. La de Manic Street Preachers me parece un poco brusca. ¿Alguien sabe de quién es la canción original?

Lady & Bird - Suicide is Painless

Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see

That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please

The game of life is hard to play
I'm going to lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
So this is all I have to say

Suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please

The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works it's way on in
The pain grow stronger watch it grin

Suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please

A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied "Oh why ask me."

Suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please

And you can do the same thing if you please.