Got 'em up, yeah my Taliano, not many brothers is rollin' in Diablos   Hittin' the hard rock, to finish my work spot   I'm lookin' for females and cops (yeah)   You thinkin' past me, I'm rollin' up a five point O like pimps on ho, G   And I'm sittin' in third, I'm never on swerve, to the right I merge   Now I'm patrollin' and I'm lookin' for a skirt, this thing I'm holin'   I still got game ain't a damn thing change   I spot two Z's in the left lane   Eye contact is on, I'm rollin' down windows pointin' at thongs   And she's poppin' them buttons and yankin' that blouse   Girl, let it all out!   And that's what she did, baby ain't no kid   36D's a make a man skid   I'm puttin' in work on the freeway pass   Cause she put 'em on the glass (yeah)      Put 'em on the glass ..   Put 'em on the glass, girl   Put 'em on the glass      Yes he's kinky, weenie ain't dinky   Got fresh rock on his pinkie   He gets paid to stay laid   My copycats fade, evade to unpaid who's stay played   Girls when I'm on the freeway   Cats jumpin' in, givin' me leeway   And then drop them things on the dash   This Porsche is quick so don't try to run fast   At speed I got a need to see you breathe   And proceed with the kinky tease   Indecent exposure can't hold ya, it's makin' you bolder   Cause baby is a Mix-A-Lot soldier   But lusting is on balls   Everybody's beggin' to get into your drawers   What's makin' you hit brown?   "Baby Got Back" or (shake it up and down)   You can follow me home cause this bone is on full blown   Straight growin' all night long   I like my females nasty   Never try to drive straight past me   Just get in the left lane and show me you're insane   And fill up the window with thangs   Puttin' niggaz on skids, jump out and straight crash   Cause she put 'em on the glass      Put 'em on the glass ..   Put 'em on the glass, girl   Put 'em on the glass      How many times will you play this   Before your ban this, I heard Miss Gore can't stand this   But I got a fan list, lovin' this scandalous rap   Guess who I got layin' on the canvas?   D-R R-I-C-H-A-R-D   Hard from the three way party   Baby them things is workin'   Fillin' up the passenger window with Jergens   You hit the gas, I hit mine too   Baby can I get with you?   Press the flesh 'til the glass gets dressed   Obsessed with the ways you express   Some say I only rap about wealth   But baby can I talk about your health?   Lungs, lungs, motherfuckin' lungs   Get a brother oh so sprung   I'm lovin' this window dressin'   The whole right lane is stressin'   Offend me, offend me, you can freak me if you're friendly   B-double-O-B-S, straight sittin' in the window   I'd rather kiss them than indo   And if you see me on the freeway, baby don't pass   Slow down and put 'em on the glass      Put 'em on the glass   Put 'em on the glass, girl   Put 'em on the glass   Now shake them titties ..   Shake 'em ..   Put 'em on the glass ..   Put 'em on the glass