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Video Karaoke Liedje Posse on Broadway - Sir Mix-a-Lot

Deze opname is een cover van Posse on Broadway beroemd gemaakt door Sir Mix-a-Lot

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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

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Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

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Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Tempo: variabel (rond 87 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: A♭

Tijdsduur: 05:06 - Preview aan: 01:28

Release datum: 1988
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Sir Mix-a-Lot

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Posse on Broadway

My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
Me and Kid sensation and that home away from home
In the Black Benz limo with the cellular phone
I'm callin' up the posse it's time to get rippin'
The freaks a need a sunroof to keep you sucka's trippin'
Everybody's lookin' if your jealous turn around
The AMG kick keeps us closer to the ground
We're gettin' good grip from the fifty series tires
The Alpine's bumpin' but I need the volume higher
'Cos the eight O eight kick drum makes the girlies get dumb we're rollin' Rainier and the jealous wanna get some
Every time we do the sucka
M.C.'s wanna battle
I'm the man they love to hate the J.R. Ewing of Seattle
Picked up the posse on twenty-third and Jackson
Headed for the strip, yes we're lookin' for some action
The limo's kinda crowded the whole car was leanin' back
Maharaji's watchin' T.V. with two girlies on his lap
On Martin Luther King the set looks kinda dead
We need a new street so posse move ahead
We all look kinda' swass the crew you can't forget
The Mix-a-lot posse co' rippen' up the set
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
Huh, rollin' with my posse we're gettin' kinda' bored
There's not another posse with more points scored
We don't walk around like criminals or flex like big gorillas
My homeboy kid sensation is the teenage lady killa'
Maharaji's on the def side dancin' like a freak
The girlies see his booty and their knees get weak
Larry is the white guy people think he's funny
A real estate investa' who makes a lot of money
Clockin' lots of dollas we all got gold
Cruzin' in the Benz and ain't got no place to go
Wheelin' twenty-third we saw nuthin' but thugs
The girlies was too skinny from smokin' all them drugs
'Cos the rock man got 'em and their butts just dropped
The freaks looked depressed because the Benz won't stop
At twenty-third and Union the driver broke left
Kevin shouted Broadway it's time to get def
My girl blew me a kiss she said I was the best
She's lookin' mighty freaky in her black silk dress
The closer that we get the crazier I feel
My posse's on Broadway it's time to get ill
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
Cruzin' Broadway and my wheels spin slow
Rollin' with my posse is the only way to go
The girlies by the college was lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick them up but we had no room inside
We put them on the trunk
We put them on the hood
Some sat up with the driver they made him feel good
The posse's gettin' bigger there's much too many freaks
The muffler's draggin' my suspension's gettin' weak
Now the freaks are gettin' hungry and Mix-a-Lot's treatin'
We stopped at Taco Bell for some Mexican eatin'
But Taco Bell was closed the girls was on my tip
They said go back the other way we'll stop and eat at Dick's
Dick's is the place where the crew hang out
The swass like to play and the rich flaunt clout
Posse to the burger stand so big we walk in two's
We're gettin' dirty looks from those other sucka crews
Kid sensation dropped a twenty and didn't even miss it
Skeeza from anotha' crew she picked it up and kissed it
Her boyfriend's illin' he went to slap her face
My homeboy P.L.B. co' sprayed the boy with mace
'Cos I never liked a punk who beat up on his girl
If you don't have game then let her leave your world
We took the girl with us with him she rode the bus
She gave the boy the finga' and the sucka starts to cus
Boy I gotta def posse you gotta bunch of dudes
You're broke co' cryin' bout the rock-man blues
You beat up on your girl and now you're all upset
She's with the Mix-a-Lot posse on the Broadway set
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway
My posse's on Broadway

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