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Sir Mix-A-Lot bread the ultimate freak
So cute in a suit, my beats can see
Intelligent freak, wardrobe complete
You can fold my robe, if you be my freak
I got a big Cadillac with the bass in the back
Try to take my freak, boy you must be whack
Bicep's flex, so kiss my neck
Buying pounds of gold with royalty checks
And I'm Swass

[Chorus]
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me (swass)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me (swass)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me (swass)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was swass like me

Gold gettin' live in a fresh fruit vest
I'm the king of the beat in the great northwest
Packin' more dollars than chase Manhattan
A, after eaten sure my bill for fatten
Yep, my phone be ringin' like you wish yours would
But my girl stays cool cause she looks so good
Punk motherfucker called me weak
Just turn up the bass and feel this beat
Feel my bass drum

Stop it, get silly, swass
Stop it, get silly, swass
Stop it, get silly, swass
Stop it, get silly, swass

Stop it, get silly, swass
Stop it, get silly, swass
Stop it, get silly, swass
Stop it, get silly, swass

Now the ground be shakin, when my bass drum's breakin'
Stop it, get silly, swass
Suckers in the crowd think the boy be fakin'
Stop it, get silly, swass
Now put this beat in your Nissan truck
Stop it, get silly, swass
But don't start cryin' when your woofers get stuck
Stop it, get silly, swass
Check it out

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I done twenty-three points when I count my bank
All imitators I will spank
I'm a freak and I know it, so why not show it
I design my rhymes like a worldwide poet
New freaks every week in my contract
So cold with the rap you'll get contact
Innovative beats with a brand new twist
Don't you wish your man could rock like this
Break it down

[Chorus]

Eighty dollar slippers to wash my car
It attracts more freaks than a beach lifeguard
Ah, imitate me and you'll bring about pain
Better wear dark shades when you look at my chain
Swass, point, no introduction
I come complete with freak instructions
I work for myself don't have no boss
Boy you gotta have brains if you want to be swass
And I'm swass

Oh Mix-A-Lot you know I want to, like you, you know I like you
Oh Mix-A-Lot you know I want to, like you, you know I like you
Oh Mix-A-Lot you know I want to, like you, you know I like you
Oh Mix-A-Lot you know I want to, like you, you know I like you

[Chorus: x6] Writer/s: ANTHONY L. RAY
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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