Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye Shake to my flow, let it go when you shake that cocoa I got game, so what you know, get it up, then I hit it with a Rambo Ujikuji, still looking for the super booty Rump, chase, I rump snatcher, huh, get him on camera Call me a jockey, cause I'm riding them skirts and I talk real cocky Old maggot ass mixes pack, I'm slinging that game on 28 tracks Yep, yep, pack him in a Benz, take him to my house straight, let him all in Call Mix-a-Lot a slut, I might get banned but I still like butts, mmm Lay him on the table, Dr. Rich, it's Will and Abel Not sexist, just sexy, do I like sisters, well let's see She's thick, walking with a switch, carrying a beeper, you better not call an old bitch When it comes to a snack pack, I can't lie I wanna Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye Can I Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye I wanna Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye I wanna Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye Shake him up like you're playing them craps, two snake eyes putting fellas on tap What I'm saying ain't popular nowadays, but it ain't good without the mayonnaise I cannot dance, but I'm good when you hit that stance Wham, bam, met a girl named Pam, I poke him, thank you ma'am Ain't no drag in my bag, gotta dim it cause I don't play tag 6-0-0, coo, cost, loot, hit the gas, she'll scoot When you dance, I moan ya When you walk, I moan ya When you moan, I moan ya I'm that nasty dog and I try to warn ya To the town, to the town we go Don't need a bed cause I'm good on the floor When a chocolate masterpiece walks by I wanna Rye, Rye, Rye, Rye Can I Rye, baby? Rye, woo, Rye I wanna Rye Rye, woo, Rye Rye Rye, woo, Rye I'm like Tyrannosaurus Rex I sense movement, then I got a wrecked shot I'm on top, I down to flip-flop Do this clop So, I won't stop Love to see that thing go bop Don't be phony, baby Surely I can ride your pony Saddle up and go, you can show He don't know, you can Put it on a man, make me your number one fan Some brothers wanna claim that down Puttin' on fronts like clowns But I'm packin' this nine in my glove Givin' nothin' but the females love, yeah Ain't no sissy in me Bo-Bo mags ain't never been friendly But I like the girls Cake boys get scared in the kitty cat world But I'm not the one to come cake Baby, this game is straight Fellas in the house, you can't deny All y'all wants to Rye Do this clop I wanna Rye I wanna Rye I wanna Rye Do this Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye Rye