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Song: Baby Got Back (I Like Big Butts)
Singer: Chipmunks
Label: Chipmunks
Release date: Feb 15, 2008
I Like Big Buts Cannot Lie Song Alvin And The Chipmunks Lyrics
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can’t deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
‘Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she’s wearing
I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
And take your picture
Translation: Mujhe bade nitamb pasand hain aur main jhooth nahi bol sakta
Tum doosre bhaiyo ko nahi ho sakta ki tum inkaar karo
Ki jab ek ladki andar aati hai patli kamar ke saath
Aur ek gol cheez tumhaare saamne
Tum uttejit ho jaate ho, apna raub dikhana chahte ho
Kyunki tum dekhte ho woh nitamb bhara hua hai
Un jeans mein gehri hui jo usne pehni hain
Main aakarshit ho gaya hoon aur main ruk nahi sakta dekhne se
Oh baby, main tumhaare saath rehna chahta hoon
Aur tumhaari tasveer khinchoon
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Rump-o’-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
‘Cause you ain’t that average groupie
I’ve seen them dancin’
To hell with romancin’
She’s sweat, wet,
Got it goin’ like a turbo ‘Vette
I’m tired of magazines
Sayin’ flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
Translation: Mere doston ne mujhe chetavni dene ki koshish ki
Lekin tumhaara woh nitamb mujhe itna uttejit kar deta hai
Ooh, Rump-o’-chamki hui twacha
Tum kehti ho tum meri Benz mein aana chahti ho?
Toh mera istemal karo, mera istemal karo
Kyunki tum woh aam groupie nahi ho
Maine unhe naachte dekha hai
Romaans ko bhaad mein jao
Voh paseena, geeli,
Jaise turbo ‘Vette chal rahi ho
Main magazines se thak gaya hoon
Jo kehti hain ki chapte nitamb fashionable hain
Ek aam kaale aadmi ko lo aur usse poochho
Uske paas bahut kuch peeth mein hona chahiye
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell ’em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!
Translation: Toh, dosto! (Haan!) Dosto! (Haan!)
Kya tumhaari girlfriend ke paas woh nitamb hai? (Haan!)
Unhe hilane ko kaho! (Hilao!) Hilao! (Hilao!)
Us swasth nitamb ko hilaao!
Baby got back!
(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!
Translation: (LA ka chehra Oakland ke nitamb ke saath)
Baby got back!
I like ’em round, and big
And when I’m throwin’ a gig
I just can’t help myself, I’m actin’ like an animal
Now here’s my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain’t talkin’ bout Playboy
‘Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want ’em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot’s in trouble
Translation: Mujhe gol aur bade pasand hain
Aur jab main koi gig kar raha hota hoon
Main khud ko rok nahi paata, main jaanwar ki tarah behave karta hoon
Ab yeh hai mera kaand
Main tumhe ghar le jaana chahta hoon
Aur ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
Main Playboy ki baat nahi kar raha
Kyunki silicone wale hisse toys ke liye bante hain
Mujhe asli mote aur juicy chahiye
Toh woh juicy double dhundho
Mix-a-Lot musibat mein hai
Beggin’ for a piece of that bubble
So I’m lookin’ at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin’ like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I’ll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get with ya
I won’t cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna fuck
Till the break of dawn
Baby got it goin’ on
A lot of simps won’t like this song
‘Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
Translation: Us golai ke ek tukde ki bheek maang raha hoon
Isliye main rock videos dekh raha hoon
Jhuke hue ghutno wali bimbos hoe ki tarah chal rahi hain
Tum un bimbos ko rakh sakte ho
Main apni auraten Flo Jo ki tarah rakhoonga
Moti aatma waali behno ke liye ek baat, main tumhaare saath rehna chahta hoon
Main gaali nahi dunga aur na hi marunga
Lekin mujhe seedha kehna hoga ki main chudna chahta hoon
Subah hone tak
Baby ke paas sab kuch hai
Bahut saare simps ko yeh gaana pasand nahi aayega
Kyunki ve punks hit karna aur chhod jaana pasand karte hain
And I’d rather stay and play
‘Cause I’m long, and I’m strong
And I’m down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!
Translation: Aur main rukna aur khelna pasand karunga
Kyunki main lamba hoon, aur main mazboot hoon
Aur main raghad paida karne ke liye taiyaar hoon
Toh, auratein! {Haan!} Auratein! {Haan}
Agar tum meri Mercedes mein sawaar hona chahti ho {Haan!}
Toh phere ghoomo! Bahar nikaalo!
Gore ladke bhi chillayenge
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
Yeah, baby … when it comes to females, Cosmo ain’t got nothin’
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she’s 5’3″.
Translation: Baby got back!
Haan, baby … jab baat auraton ki aati hai, Cosmo ka mera chunaav se koi lena dena nahi hai. 36-24-36? Ha ha, tab hi agar woh 5’3″ ki ho.
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin’ workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain’t got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don’t want none
Unless you’ve got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don’t lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that “hard” role
And tell you that the butt ain’t gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you’re fat
Translation: Toh tumhaari girlfriend Honda chalaati hai, Fonda ke workout tapes bajaati hai
Lekin Fonda ke Honda ke peeche koi motor nahi hai
Mera anaconda kuch nahi chahta
Jab tak tumhaare paas buns nahi hain, hun
Tum side bends kar sakti ho ya sit-ups,
Lekin kripya woh nitamb mat khona
Kuch bhai “hard” role khelna chahte hain
Aur tumhe batate hain ki nitamb sona nahi hai
Toh ve use phenk dete hain aur chhod dete hain
Aur main tezi se aa kar use waapas le leta hoon
Toh Cosmo kehta hai tum moti ho
Well I ain’t down with that!
‘Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin’
And I’m thinkin’ bout stickin’
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain’t it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sister, I can’t resist her
Red beans and rice didn’t miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
‘Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit ’em
And I pull up quick to get wit ’em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!
Translation: Khair, main usse sahamat nahi hoon!
Kyunki tumhaari kamar patli hai aur tumhaare curves dhamak rahe hain
Aur main soch raha hoon
Magazines ki lambi-patli auraton ke baare mein:
Tum woh nahi ho, Miss Thing!
Mujhe ek behan do, main uska virodh nahi kar sakta
Red beans aur rice ne use miss nahi kiya
Kuch bewakoof ne beizzati karne ki koshish ki
Kyunki uski ladkiyan meri list mein hain
Usme dam tha lekin usne unhe hit karna chuna
Aur main tezi se aa kar unke saath jud gaya
Toh auratein, agar nitamb gol hai,
Aur tum ek triple X throw down chahti ho,
1-900-MIXALOT par phone karo
Aur un gandi vicharon ko bhaga do
Baby got back!
