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You Aunt Thomasina, Girl you talk too much. You Aunt Thomasina, baby got a touch. You Aunt Thomasina, couldn't make the switch. You Aunt Thomasina, definition. She used to live in the ghetto, now she Got a little dough. So she wanna play high Post, flossin' on the coast, yeah. Learned how to sing in the church. Got a little record deal poppin', now she puttin' In work, huh. We used to kick it back In high school. Walkin' round Roosevelt, livin' like Straight fools. But now Miss Thang is a star. Rollin' round Bellevue, flakin' in a brand new car. Nothin' like the homegirl we know. Tryna be the rich bitch, sippin' on a cup Of cappuccino. Trippin' 'cause she got a little Contract. Now she got a bleached blonde weave and A set of blue contacts. I don't blame it on the money, I'ma blame It on you. 'Cause your family sittin' on broke, Boo. Two shades darker than me, but you wanna Be lighter than me. Thomasina wants her skin Bleached. You Aunt girl you talk too much. Sellout. Thomasina, baby got a touch. Wannabe. You Aunt couldn't make switch. Can't be somethin' you ain't, baby. You Aunt Thomasina, definition. Fake. You know the female entertainers I'm talkin' 'bout. Rollin' round Beverly Hills with they asses out. Her first name used to be Shaniqua. Now she claims Heather when you call her on Her beeper. She ain't got no more slang. And if a brother like Blix, then a brother Can't hang. Don't even think about beans and rice. 'Cause ever since she made the switch, baby don't Eat spice. And she don't like rap, But she'll use it. Call it hip-hop, straight jungle Bunny music. Steadily complainin' 'bout her rump Size. Tummy tuck, butt tuck, now she's tryna get The skinny thighs. She's the queen of the lipo suction. Her titties come complete with instructions. Her lips used to have the juice, 'til she Got 'em reduced. And look at what Dr. Giggles produced. A six thousand dollar pinch nose Job. Lookin' hella dumb, grill sittin' on live. Got both nostrils pressed to your face, you shoulda Knew. Now you singin' like you got the flu, Nose plugged. You Aunt Thomasina, Girl you talk too much. You Aunt Thomasina, baby got a touch. You Aunt Thomasina, couldn't make the switch. You Aunt Thomasina, Definition. Take me dance floor. No Khakis and gold teeths accepted. She might date a sellout, but everything else gets Rejected. Sittin' in the cafe, lattes and bagels. All the house artworks by Nagel. Aunt Thomasina wants to meet an Uncle Tom. And have a little Tommy boy and she can Be the mom. And how does Aunt Thomasina kick It? Standin' in the line with Barry Manilow tickets. She likes to play a little Tom Jones. Take a little Streisand and flirt with the CEOs. Ladies in the biz, have you seen her? The epitome of sellout, the Aunt Thomasina. You Aunt Thomasina, girl you talk too much. You Aunt Thomasina, baby got a touch. Sellout. You Aunt Thomasina, couldn't make the Switch. Fake. You Aunt Thomasina, Definition. Yatch. Wannabe. You Aunt Thomasina. You Aunt Thomasina. You Aunt Thomasina. You Thomasina, definition. Yeah, look at you, baby. Sittin' in the mirror, straightenin' out that blonde Weave. Haha. The last Jake that tried to be what he Wasn't almost went to jail, if you know what I'm talkin' 'bout. Yeah. Sellout. I can see your new growth, Baby.
Sir Mix-A-Lot — Aunt Thomasina
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