[Gucci Hey how you doin, Ms. You so fine with it I know you business, can I get your 5 minutes? Dont be offended by me you you thick with it Wit all that shake, can a player get some with it? Wit all that shake, can a player get some fries it? Wit all that shake, can a player get fries with it? Dont be offended when I tell you that youre pretty Wit all shake, can a player get some fries with it? s [Ludacris - 1] That got a swivel to it But that ass a Cali earthquake to it She a stallion, no You fit that bitchs booty on a forklift Beep! Beep! back it up I put my balls on the table, tell her em up bed sheets, chocolate laid one way Sprinkle my on top what a sundae, hey Whipped cream on top And I aint wit her, p-ssy on lock Throw the key, its a rap bitch! Large shake and a Ludacris [Gucci Yo, mama out, she so popular You suckers cant see her binoculars suck your pocket dry like Dracula Her last boyfriend bought her an try to get all attached to her She an alley-cat type that scratch you up Like Bel Biv DeVoe said, dangerous Her old man used to snort angel So, dont be quick to judge, shorty bad as Shes the type that drive with the bricks for bucks She had a ballplayer but she f-cked him up He bankrupt, selling cars like an Its Ive got a for them hot cakes And I be f-ckin you niggas out on hot dates You all and open doors for her While every night I put that blanket on the for her These hoes be sprintin like its n field this supersize dick is their Happy Meal So for an extra woody Put this Big Mac that Quarter-Pound p-ssy, yes! Its Mr. Slay-A-Bitch Unless that is smelling like a Filet-O-Fish Shoo Fly, ho! the bucket And niggas shit I bust em in their chicken nugget