Message To A Drag Artist

Lyrics
[Spoken] Yeah Word to some of my former confidants, acquaintances, colleagues, and partners Look at it any way you want, if you want To look that is Yeah, I peeped But what I peeped wasn't game What I peeped was pure, undiluted, and absolute Porch monkey Yeah, that's right Porch monkey Brothers whose sole purpose in life was to have no purpose Opportunity knocked but these unindustrious ones were too busy humpin' some dirt miser to even think about answering the door So Mr. Opportunity walks on to the next door Leavin' another procrastinatin' would-be baller in his past And me? I was tryna play Mr. Clean-Up Man I had love beyond my wisdom if you know what I mean I opened my wallet and my studio But you see the lazy ones don't look for ways to succeed Just excuses not to Hope you dig what I'm sayin' So Mr. Buster Mr. Buster, before you pick up that telephone and call Brother Something-other And tell him Mix-A-Lot hailed you back Pick your inactive, lethargic ass up and walk your ass to the kitchen sink Fill it up with water, partner Ain't nothin' to be scared off, fill it up with water Check yourself I led you to the water, boy It's your job to drink *laughter*
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Credits
- Writers
- Sir Mix-a-Lot