Sir Mix-A-Lot My Posse's on Broadway Letras:
Me and Kid Sensation and that home away from
home-- In the Black Benz Limo, with the cellular
phone-- I'm callin' up the posse, it's time to get
rippin'-- The freaks a need a sunroof, to keep you
sucka's trippin'-- Everybody's lookin, if your
jealous turn around-- The AMG kick keeps us closer
to the ground-- we're gettin' good grip from the
50 series tires-- the Alpine's bumpin', but I need
the volume higher-- cause the 808 kick drum makes
the girlies get dumb-- we're rollin' Rainier, and
the jealous wanna get some-- Every time we do, the
sucka M.C.'s wanna battle-- I'm the man they love
to hate, the J.R. Ewing of Seattle-- Picked up the
posse on 23rd and Jackson-- headed for the strip,
yes we're lookin' for some action-- the limo's
kinda crowded, the whole car was leanin' back--
Maharaji's watchin' T.V. with two girlies on his
lap-- On Martin Luther King.....the set looks
kinda dead--

we need a new street so posse move ahead-- we all
look kinda' SWASS the crew you can't forget-- the
Mix-a-lot posse co' rippen' up the set--

My Posse's on Broadway........

UhhhRrrollin' with my posse we're gettin' kinda'
bored-- there's not another posse with more points
scored-- we don't walk around like criminals or
flex like big gorillas-- my homeboy Kid Sensation
is the teenage lady killa'-- Maharaji's on the def
side dancin' like a freak-- the girlies see his
booty and their knees get weak-- Larry is the
white guy people think he's funny -- a real estate
investa' who makes a lot of money-- Clockin' lots
of dollas' we all got gold-- cruzin' in the Benz
ain't got no place to go-- wheelin' 23rd we saw
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nuthin' but thugs-- the girlies was too skinny
from smokin' all them drugs-- cause the rock man
got 'em and their butts just dropped-- the freaks
looked depressed 'cause the Benz won't stop-- at
23rd and Union the driver broke left-- Kevin
shouted Broadway it's time to get def-- my girl
blew me a kiss, she said I was the best-- she's
lookin' mighty freaky in her black silk dress--
the closer that we get, the crazier that I feel--
the posse's on Broadway it's time to get ill--

My Posse's on Broadway.........

Cruzin' Broadway and my wheels spin slow-- rollin
with my posse is the only way to go -- the girlies
by the college was lookin for a ride-- we tried to
pick them up but we had no room inside-- we put
them on the trunk, we put them on the hood-- some
sat up with the driver they made him feel good--
the posse's gettin' bigger, there's much too many
freaks-- the muffler's draggin', my suspension's
gettin' weak-- Now the posse's gettin' hungry, and
Mix-a-Lot's treatin'-- we stopped at Taco Bell,
for some Mexican eatin'-- but Taco Bell was
closed, and the girls was on my tip-- they said,
"Go back the other way, we'll stop and eat at
Dick's"-- Dick's is the place where the crew
hang out-- the SWASS like to play, and the rich
flaunt clout-- posse to the burger stand, so big
we walk in two's-- we're gettin' dirty looks, from
those other sucka crews-- Kid Sensation dropped a
$20, and didn't even miss it-- skeeza from anotha'
crew, she picked it up and kissed it-- her
boyfriend's illin', he went to slap her face-- My
homeboy P.L.B. co' sprayed the boy with mace--
'Cause I never liked a punk, who beat up on his
girl-- if you don't have game, then let her leave
your world-- We took the girl with
usssssss....with him she rode the busssss.... she
gave the boy the finga', and the sucka starts to
cussssss.... boy I gotta def posse, you gotta
bunch of dudes-- you're broke co' cryin' bout the
rock-man blues-- you beat up on your girl, and now
you're all upset-- she's with the Mix-a-Lot posse,
on the Broadway set--

My posse's on Broadway.............
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