I saw Sir-Mix-A-Lot with his Posse On Broadway so I called him and he didn't answer, so he hit me on my Beeper cause that how we communicate.
After he swooped me up, we left My Hooptie in a parking lot, since Something About My Benzo that was way too tight.
We later went to a Seminar and I maintained composure cause I refused to show My Bad Side.
Once we left we ran into Swap Meet Louie and had to holla at a beezy cause Baby Got Back, some fools started trippin' cause Seattle Ain't Bullshittin' , but they eased off when they saw I was rollin' with the Chief Boot Knocka' . We all then hit KFC for some Buttermilk Biscuits.