歌曲 | Bremelo |
歌手 | Sir Mix-A-Lot |
专辑 | Swass |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sir Mix-A-Lot | |
Here's a gory kinda story, 'bout an obese freak | |
With a forty inch waist and a ten inch beak, | |
Overweight and out of shape with a triple chin, | |
Her brassiere strikes fear in the hearts of men, | |
The Girls a bremelo | |
The Girls a bremelo | |
Me and Terry hopped a ferry, we were lookin Swass | |
When a dip hit the ship we were almost tossed | |
It was a big bremelo standing on my toe, | |
An enormous jelly-belly tryin' to say hello | |
I was really kinda frightened as she looked my way, | |
I tried to run because here buns made the ferry sway | |
To be blunt she was fat and ready for combat | |
On the way to Bremerton where the fat is at, | |
The Girls a bremelo. | |
Let's Go! | |
I'm not fakin' or mistaken' 'bout the big ol' duck, | |
She had hairy underarms and a whoppin' gut, | |
Her hair was short and wavy, drove my pit bull crazy, | |
A (Bermitan)? beast chasin' fella's in the Navy, | |
At the movie she's the feature, the Bremerton creature, | |
Ya' wear a life jacket if ya ever try and freak her | |
Look at her physique, she ain't my kinda freak, | |
The floor creaks when the beast starts reaching her peak | |
The Girls a bremelo. | |
She's just a bremelo. | |
Change the beat! | |
You can't ignore the way she snores 'cuz she blows down doors, | |
Baby's got the kinda face only a mother adores, | |
A big basket ball head, with her ten inch feet, | |
Big lips, No hips, with the smell of a beast, | |
I couldn't put her in my Caddy or my tranny would break, | |
I've heard of dirt because of poverty, but she took the cake, | |
When it comes to Kool-Aid©, the girl would drink it in pints, | |
Ya go to school for twenty years and ya still in the ninth? | |
Ya just a bremelo. | |
Just a bremelo. | |
You big, triple chinned, unattractive duck, | |
Ya boyfriend beats freaks up to make a buck, | |
Hangin' 'round Third & Pike on a ten speed bike, | |
you could say that I'm a liar, but ya know I'm right | |
Ya talk behind my back because I dropped you flat, | |
And ya never take a shower 'cuz ya too damn fat | |
So ya man was smart when he broke your heart | |
Because if Mix-A-Lot'd cut cha youd'a fell apart | |
Wearing Polyester© slacks with elastic in the back | |
You could flatten Schwarzenegger in a wrestling match | |
Ya got lips like a character in some cartoon | |
With a pink posterior ya big baboon | |
Ya just a (Elephant Trumpet) | |
(Elephant Trumpet) | |
Now Bremerton's a city right outside of mine, | |
Most girls there are ducks but a few are fine | |
But the ones that I speak about, use their faces catching trout, | |
Vacuum cleaners for a mouth, You know what I'm talkin' 'bout | |
Mud Ducks, Hocky Pucks, Drivers of Mack© trucks, | |
Lame brains, Deisel Trains, to pick them up you have to strain, | |
Big Butt, Crew Cut, Extra-Ordinary Gut, | |
Big Mamma kinda bod, make ya (?????????) kinda rough |
zuo ci : Sir MixALot | |
Here' s a gory kinda story, ' bout an obese freak | |
With a forty inch waist and a ten inch beak, | |
Overweight and out of shape with a triple chin, | |
Her brassiere strikes fear in the hearts of men, | |
The Girls a bremelo | |
The Girls a bremelo | |
Me and Terry hopped a ferry, we were lookin Swass | |
When a dip hit the ship we were almost tossed | |
It was a big bremelo standing on my toe, | |
An enormous jellybelly tryin' to say hello | |
I was really kinda frightened as she looked my way, | |
I tried to run because here buns made the ferry sway | |
To be blunt she was fat and ready for combat | |
On the way to Bremerton where the fat is at, | |
The Girls a bremelo. | |
Let' s Go! | |
I' m not fakin' or mistaken' ' bout the big ol' duck, | |
She had hairy underarms and a whoppin' gut, | |
Her hair was short and wavy, drove my pit bull crazy, | |
A Bermitan? beast chasin' fella' s in the Navy, | |
At the movie she' s the feature, the Bremerton creature, | |
Ya' wear a life jacket if ya ever try and freak her | |
Look at her physique, she ain' t my kinda freak, | |
The floor creaks when the beast starts reaching her peak | |
The Girls a bremelo. | |
She' s just a bremelo. | |
Change the beat! | |
You can' t ignore the way she snores ' cuz she blows down doors, | |
Baby' s got the kinda face only a mother adores, | |
A big basket ball head, with her ten inch feet, | |
Big lips, No hips, with the smell of a beast, | |
I couldn' t put her in my Caddy or my tranny would break, | |
I' ve heard of dirt because of poverty, but she took the cake, | |
When it comes to KoolAid, the girl would drink it in pints, | |
Ya go to school for twenty years and ya still in the ninth? | |
Ya just a bremelo. | |
Just a bremelo. | |
You big, triple chinned, unattractive duck, | |
Ya boyfriend beats freaks up to make a buck, | |
Hangin' ' round Third Pike on a ten speed bike, | |
you could say that I' m a liar, but ya know I' m right | |
Ya talk behind my back because I dropped you flat, | |
And ya never take a shower ' cuz ya too damn fat | |
So ya man was smart when he broke your heart | |
Because if MixALot' d cut cha youd' a fell apart | |
Wearing Polyester slacks with elastic in the back | |
You could flatten Schwarzenegger in a wrestling match | |
Ya got lips like a character in some cartoon | |
With a pink posterior ya big baboon | |
Ya just a Elephant Trumpet | |
Elephant Trumpet | |
Now Bremerton' s a city right outside of mine, | |
Most girls there are ducks but a few are fine | |
But the ones that I speak about, use their faces catching trout, | |
Vacuum cleaners for a mouth, You know what I' m talkin' ' bout | |
Mud Ducks, Hocky Pucks, Drivers of Mack trucks, | |
Lame brains, Deisel Trains, to pick them up you have to strain, | |
Big Butt, Crew Cut, ExtraOrdinary Gut, | |
Big Mamma kinda bod, make ya ????????? kinda rough |
zuò cí : Sir MixALot | |
Here' s a gory kinda story, ' bout an obese freak | |
With a forty inch waist and a ten inch beak, | |
Overweight and out of shape with a triple chin, | |
Her brassiere strikes fear in the hearts of men, | |
The Girls a bremelo | |
The Girls a bremelo | |
Me and Terry hopped a ferry, we were lookin Swass | |
When a dip hit the ship we were almost tossed | |
It was a big bremelo standing on my toe, | |
An enormous jellybelly tryin' to say hello | |
I was really kinda frightened as she looked my way, | |
I tried to run because here buns made the ferry sway | |
To be blunt she was fat and ready for combat | |
On the way to Bremerton where the fat is at, | |
The Girls a bremelo. | |
Let' s Go! | |
I' m not fakin' or mistaken' ' bout the big ol' duck, | |
She had hairy underarms and a whoppin' gut, | |
Her hair was short and wavy, drove my pit bull crazy, | |
A Bermitan? beast chasin' fella' s in the Navy, | |
At the movie she' s the feature, the Bremerton creature, | |
Ya' wear a life jacket if ya ever try and freak her | |
Look at her physique, she ain' t my kinda freak, | |
The floor creaks when the beast starts reaching her peak | |
The Girls a bremelo. | |
She' s just a bremelo. | |
Change the beat! | |
You can' t ignore the way she snores ' cuz she blows down doors, | |
Baby' s got the kinda face only a mother adores, | |
A big basket ball head, with her ten inch feet, | |
Big lips, No hips, with the smell of a beast, | |
I couldn' t put her in my Caddy or my tranny would break, | |
I' ve heard of dirt because of poverty, but she took the cake, | |
When it comes to KoolAid, the girl would drink it in pints, | |
Ya go to school for twenty years and ya still in the ninth? | |
Ya just a bremelo. | |
Just a bremelo. | |
You big, triple chinned, unattractive duck, | |
Ya boyfriend beats freaks up to make a buck, | |
Hangin' ' round Third Pike on a ten speed bike, | |
you could say that I' m a liar, but ya know I' m right | |
Ya talk behind my back because I dropped you flat, | |
And ya never take a shower ' cuz ya too damn fat | |
So ya man was smart when he broke your heart | |
Because if MixALot' d cut cha youd' a fell apart | |
Wearing Polyester slacks with elastic in the back | |
You could flatten Schwarzenegger in a wrestling match | |
Ya got lips like a character in some cartoon | |
With a pink posterior ya big baboon | |
Ya just a Elephant Trumpet | |
Elephant Trumpet | |
Now Bremerton' s a city right outside of mine, | |
Most girls there are ducks but a few are fine | |
But the ones that I speak about, use their faces catching trout, | |
Vacuum cleaners for a mouth, You know what I' m talkin' ' bout | |
Mud Ducks, Hocky Pucks, Drivers of Mack trucks, | |
Lame brains, Deisel Trains, to pick them up you have to strain, | |
Big Butt, Crew Cut, ExtraOrdinary Gut, | |
Big Mamma kinda bod, make ya ????????? kinda rough |