[Verse 1]

Got a real fine freak with a real big butt

She gets real ill when she hears my cut

Got two Cadillac's one blue, one gold

With straps on the back one fresh with a folds

Grill in the back with a grill in the front

24-carrot gold on my trunk

Got a rope like a python hanging 'round my neck

Got a freak in my arms cold kicking on the set

Never get ill coz I'm too damn swatz

Got a funky Trans-Am with a duel exhaust

LA is fine but Seattle is my home

Ornament is good coz I don't like chrome



[Chorus x2]

That's rippin'



[Verse 2]

Chillin' never illin' in the place to be

Down with MIX-A-LOT

On the west coast driving big Cadillac's

Snow-white paint job with the wheel in the back

?sex talks smack if they cannot aim?

But you gotta have a brand in the computerised game

You get mad coz your girlfriend wants to play my song

You know you wanna hear "Put The Record Back On"



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 3]

I'm a real estate investor a hardcore dresser

Money counting brother and I hate polyester

Walking on the wild side pulling gold snaps

I know you getting jealous because I got it like that

Cruise by the way on my cellular phone

Spend a hundred thousand dollars on a brand new home

Dog in the front yard fence in the back

Freak round the side with a feline hat



[Chorus x1]



Rip This



[Verse 3]

Rolling with a new song kicking my beats

With my girl by my side looking oh so sweet

Got ? on my feet and gold on my neck

Hardcore carrot cash and I never write cheques

Bank roll so sweet I can hardly hold it

You once had a dream that you grandma stole it

Punched her in the eye and took my bank back

You ever wonder why I'm like that



Coz I'm rippin'

And that's rippin'



[Verse 4]

Yeeaahh... 

You like this beat but its time to change

Not gonna get ill but I'm gonna get strange

Push your partner throw 'em in the eye

Gonna kick it live with the "Square Dance" style



I'm a rippin' motherfucker that my last name

When I get wild freaks go insane

Rip it to the left and a rip it to the right

Gonna bust hardcore on my freaks tonight

Grab your partner get up in his face

Homegirl put the sucker in his place

Seven days a week I'm on vacation

Lets get live with the kid sensation



[Beatboxing]



[Instrumental Chorus: x2]



[Verse 5]

Can I get ill just one more time

Kid Sensation with a new fresh rhyme

All the fly chicks hanging on our tip

Keep the girlies come with my bullwhip

All sucker DJ's I will swat

Call ill hip-hop with Mix-A-Lot

There's girls that will dance and girls that wont

Because this jam rips and other ones don't



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 6]

Rollin' down the avenue picking up points

I like to count bank but I don't roll joints

I'm a hardcore B-Boy sitting on a throne

Never hanging on a ave' just kick it at home

Girlies at Cal like to feel my beats

Big, big kick drums get more freaks

Some sucker MC's say "they can feel it"

But I bet you be happy if I let you steal it



[Chorus x3]