Don't make me hit you my pocketbook Say it Don't me hit you with my pocketbook Check this out
Lookin' at my body I bet you thinkin' it you wanna know how I get down? Take a baby, you ain't the only brother to get up under my skirt now
Rockin' all your hot shit, Thinkin' that God's gift to woman More a buzz in my ear fly don't bother me
I got my in a pony tail and they on me me I can get 'em off They say I stride like a model, curves a bottle Watch me as I hit the and I make 'em say
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Don't make me hit you with my Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Don't me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Don't make me hit you with my Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Da, da, da, da, make me
you baby, daddy he ain't holding the weight 'Cause he got the cake and no Ain't nobody so cut it out, cut it out, alright
So you don't know my now, got it Lookin' at me the waste down, stop it I'mma hard pill to swallow, fella But I can you feel better
I got my hair in a pony and they on me me I can get 'em off They say I stride like a model, like a bottle Watch me as I hit the and I make 'em say
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Don't make me hit you with my Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh make me hit you with my
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Don't make me hit you with my Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Hey, hey, get it
you got a lot of nerve, playing with my feelin's boy Do you speak before you think? Lucky me, I know the game, flip my hair and walk away If you follow me on and poppin' 'Cause I think gettin outta pocket Stop it you make me
Before I you do what girl, you know you want it body's nice, but eh you need some Luda on it So find a matress so we can start on it, movin' on it Baby tonight's the night For you to up on the mic 'cause I rocks the mic
It's Mind Freak in the back of a Rolls I know magic, poof, do away with clothes Then come here and let Luda give body a rub 'Cause damn mama you thick as a mug
Just how southern boys like it Hurry up and get me a punch, I spike it Party in my Babs and yes invited So we can a wet scene And win an Oscar, all up in your dream
Girl, I you know you're drivin' me crazy They jinglin' baby, go baby With two in your pants girl I think you's a crook Let me touch under that Don't me hit you with my pocketbook
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh Don't make me hit you with my Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh make me hit you with my pocketbook