You Can Have Her Lyrics - Return Of The Bumpasaurus - Sir Mixalot

[ INTRO: Chris Rock ] 

...All this ill shit 

This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit 

What the fuck is this shit? 

See the shit's video? 

'PUT IT ON THE GLASS!' 

'Put yo TITTIES on the glass' 

This is like a pick-up line: 

'How you doin? 

I was wonderin, could you put yo BIG FUCKIN TITTIES on the glass?' 

'No, I don't wanna go to a movie, could you PUT EM ON THE GLASS?!' 

'Put your titties on the glass'?! 

What happened to 'How ya doin? Whatcha doin later? Let's catch a movie'? 

No, 'Put em on the glass' 

'Put em on the fuckin glass' 

What the fuck is this shit? 

The girls got on bikinis - he got a fur coat on 

What the fuck is the weather like in Seattle? 

[ Sir Mix-A-Lot ] 

All my ex's, eat this one 

(You can have her) 

[ VERSE 1 ] 

I used to have this girl, let's say her name was Mona 

Mona, fine young sugar comin out of Arizona 

5 ft. 6 straight thick with a switch 

And a set of them juicy-ass lips (Mmh...) 

Kinky, just like me 

She can take a straight gee 

And put him down for the count 1, 2, 3 

Needless to say I was kickin it 

Cause I know when I'm the only one gettin it 

But - ooh, things change when you don't maintain 

The same game you got her with, mayn 

Flew back home, and I was slippin 

Cause as soon as I left, another brother starts spittin 

Throwin drag about wantin a family 

Tryin to front because he wanna be manly 

Tellin my girl how I'm playin the field 

Boy, you'se a jake for real 

Now a player I like, but you know I can't stand no snitch 

Tryin to front like he rich 

Done shot your credit, cause you bought you a new E 

320, and you wanna be a hoe like me 

Now you done salted my game 

Told my girl I'm a player, and you bought her a ring 

You paid a lotta money just to grab her 

I'ma tell you like this, trick: you can have her 

(You can have her) 

[ VERSE 2 ] 

I gotta do what I gotta do 

Baby girl's through, so I need somethin new 

You can't keep a good mack down 

I get around cause I got a tight thing up in Sea-Town 

5'9" with dimples 

Caramel skin, straight fine, hella tight, no pimples 

Thinkin my game was concrete 

But I gotta watch for them other entertainers and athletes 

Especially the ones who wanna settle down 

Cause they'll beg and drink out your shoes and get they nose brown 

Just the kinda man you wanted, ain't it, honey? 

A big buff dumb-ass fool with hella money 

Down to spend till his knees bend 

Then the athlete's broke and his girl's in the wind 

And my girl gets mad, cause I never spend time like I'm s'posed to 

Plus I'm a boaster 

Shaggin up too damn quick, now she's lookin for a sugar daddy 

Just to get a '96 Caddy 

A big truck she found 

You young scrub on the bench for the Cleveland Browns 

He never had nothin, thicker than a cheerleader 

Now he got juice, so he eats her 

And treats her to a big wad of cash 

Too weak, so she left his ass 

You can have her 

(You can have her) 

Just rollin by the Playboy Mansion... 

[ VERSE 3 ] 

I got me a, I got me a, I got me a, I got me a 

Young bunny, young bunny in La-La Land 

Wanna get freaky with the papa man 

I smack her to the front, I smack her to the back 

I smack it with the whiffle ball bat, remember that? 

One happy black man I be 

When my L.A. bunny wanna trip with me 

Her name is Teresa 

She was freakier than me, but I figured I could please her 

She had the long braids 

Chocolate sister, loved to cuff men like slaves 

Arrived at the house at last 

Seen two shades of lipstick on the same wine glass 

Provocative artwork around me 

Four pink slippers on the floor surround me 

One pair's for her, the other pair's for who? 

Plus she only lives in a one bedroom 

Well hm - it might be on 

Mnage--trois, open la bouche, taste la bomb 

Teresa's roommate walks in 

6 ft 2 with a wig and a stupid-ass grin 

(Oh my goodness!) 

(You can have her) 

You done brought a big-ass man up in the room? 

Girl, what's wrong with you? 

Honey, that is gay 

Yo partner, you can have her 

Cause I don't want none of y'all 

3's Company, if you know what I'm sayin 

Yeah 

Put it on the danceflo' 

Bring it back