Man U Luv Ta Hate
作词 : Sir Mix-A-Lot
作曲 : Sir Mix-A-Lot
Y'all bustas just don't know
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate, eat a big 'ole snake
It's the man you love to hate......
I can memorize your number but I still don't know your name
The conservatives are thinking, I'm a pimp
Just because I kind of stroll with a limp
But I still got love for the few who stayed down
But some of my ex's ain't around, why is that?
'Cause the rock, man, got them and their butt's just dropped
They started losing weight, their grill's looking shot
So I switched her, I'm steadily keepin' 'em mixed up
I'm keeping, down and holding my crown and giving them hiccups
Boo hooing when you call me but we was playing
On each other so you are wrong, see, sitting around anti-nails
Your disputing my sales, fantasizing 'bout counting my mail
It's the man you love to hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
It's the man you love to hate......
Lady listen, do I really make your man that pissed?
Flipped it around and tell your man like this
If you hate Mix, than why you talk about Mix?
You say, you ain't a trick but you trippin', so she's splittin'
Now she's coming out to Mrs. Ponderosa
She drove a beater so I heard her getting closer
She got an old V-Dub, Volkswagen with the damaged exhaust
But she was fine, so I figured I could toss
And watch the 808 kick drum, makes this girlie get dumb
She's grabbing on my bum tryin' to get one
And I'm taxing, waxing, I gotta take a note
Farted on the down stroke
Playa's in the house can you feel me
got these playa haters lookin' at me silly
But with this mouthpiece a brother's gotta win
The ladies say you are fine, but your mackin' is kind of thin
No more Broadway, I'm hollering Rainier
Swoop around blocks dropping windows yelling, (Come Here)
And you complain 'cause I mad a little change
Its all in the game, boy to hell with the fame
It's the man you love to hate.........
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
Y'all bustas just don't know
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate, eat a big 'ole snake
I got my buck on them rolling down to Cali, I got a brand new home
Out in the valley, jumping off I-5, I crack a left-eye got to pick my homey up The attitude adjuster, seven in a jet black truck
With a deaf black G-Lock
In case we out of luck, 'cause with these haters you gotta keep your strap
'Cause we taking all their sugars now they tryin to take us back, yep
So you got your and I got mine
So why do you whine about my grind?
Sitting around blaming Mix-a-Lot for your situation
Boy get a job and quit player hatin'
It ain't about winning your respect
I'm just checking more mail than you check
So heres the finger next to my index
I'm all about your lady 'cause she's all about the sizex, ***
It's the man you love to hate.........
Yeah, the Pacific time zone's head honcho
The amigo force feed you, sure of this bad ass ego
You know what I'm saying? Try going platinum suckas
Dos, tres watch out for Cuatro, Motherfm
Man U Luv Ta HateLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Sir Mix-A-Lot
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sir Mix-A-Lot
[00:12.23]Y'all bustas just don't know
[00:14.75]Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
[00:17.39]The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
[00:20.18]If you want to playa hate, eat a big 'ole snake
[00:22.72]It's the man you love to hate......
[00:33.78]I can memorize your number but I still don't know your name
[00:44.25]The conservatives are thinking, I'm a pimp
[00:46.61]Just because I kind of stroll with a limp
[00:49.69]But I still got love for the few who stayed down
[00:52.45]But some of my ex's ain't around, why is that?
[00:55.23]'Cause the rock, man, got them and their butt's just dropped
[00:57.93]They started losing weight, their grill's looking shot
[01:00.60]So I switched her, I'm steadily keepin' 'em mixed up
[01:03.34]I'm keeping, down and holding my crown and giving them hiccups
[01:05.98]Boo hooing when you call me but we was playing
[01:08.76]On each other so you are wrong, see, sitting around anti-nails
[01:12.89]Your disputing my sales, fantasizing 'bout counting my mail
[01:16.67]It's the man you love to hate
[01:18.34]The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
[01:22.22]It's the man you love to hate......
[01:38.12]Lady listen, do I really make your man that pissed?
[01:40.82]Flipped it around and tell your man like this
[01:43.62]If you hate Mix, than why you talk about Mix?
[01:46.54]You say, you ain't a trick but you trippin', so she's splittin'
[01:49.18]Now she's coming out to Mrs. Ponderosa
[01:51.72]She drove a beater so I heard her getting closer
[01:54.51]She got an old V-Dub, Volkswagen with the damaged exhaust
[01:57.46]But she was fine, so I figured I could toss
[01:59.75]And watch the 808 kick drum, makes this girlie get dumb
[02:03.05]She's grabbing on my bum tryin' to get one
[02:05.31]And I'm taxing, waxing, I gotta take a note
[02:08.10]Farted on the down stroke
[02:11.38]Playa's in the house can you feel me
[02:13.18]got these playa haters lookin' at me silly
[02:16.01]But with this mouthpiece a brother's gotta win
[02:18.51]The ladies say you are fine, but your mackin' is kind of thin
[02:21.54]No more Broadway, I'm hollering Rainier
[02:24.14]Swoop around blocks dropping windows yelling, (Come Here)
[02:27.01]And you complain 'cause I mad a little change
[02:29.41]Its all in the game, boy to hell with the fame
[02:32.27]It's the man you love to hate.........
[02:34.18]The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
[02:43.69]Y'all bustas just don't know
[02:46.11]Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
[02:48.74]The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
[02:51.45]If you want to playa hate, eat a big 'ole snake
[02:54.11]I got my buck on them rolling down to Cali, I got a brand new home
[03:00.85]Out in the valley, jumping off I-5, I crack a left-eye got to pick my homey up The attitude adjuster, seven in a jet black truck
[03:05.32]With a deaf black G-Lock
[03:07.62]In case we out of luck, 'cause with these haters you gotta keep your strap
[03:11.82]'Cause we taking all their sugars now they tryin to take us back, yep
[03:15.74]So you got your and I got mine
[03:18.20]So why do you whine about my grind?
[03:21.04]Sitting around blaming Mix-a-Lot for your situation
[03:23.79]Boy get a job and quit player hatin'
[03:26.50]It ain't about winning your respect
[03:28.93]I'm just checking more mail than you check
[03:31.73]So heres the finger next to my index
[03:34.48]I'm all about your lady 'cause she's all about the sizex, ***
[03:37.38]It's the man you love to hate.........
[04:01.48]Yeah, the Pacific time zone's head honcho
[04:03.85]The amigo force feed you, sure of this bad ass ego
[04:07.24]You know what I'm saying? Try going platinum suckas
[04:10.47]Dos, tres watch out for Cuatro, Motherfm
