[Gucci Hey how you doin, Ms. Lady? You so with it I know you business, can I get your 5 minutes? Dont be offended by me telling you you thick it Wit all that shake, can a get some fries with it? Wit all that shake, can a player get some with it? Wit all that shake, can a player get some with it? Dont be offended when I tell you that youre pretty Wit all that shake, can a player get fries with it? s
- Verse 1] That waist got a to it But ass a Cali earthquake jiggle to it She a stallion, no You could fit that booty on a forklift Beep! Beep! Bitch it up I put my on the table, tell her rack em up bed sheets, chocolate laid one way Sprinkle my on top what a sundae, hey cream cherry on top And when I aint wit her, p-ssy on away the key, its a rap bitch! Large shake and a sandwich
[Gucci Yo, mama out, she so popular You suckers cant see her binoculars Shell suck your dry like Dracula Her boyfriend bought her an Acura try to get all attached to her She an alley-cat type that chickll you up Like Bel Biv DeVoe said, dangerous Her old man to snort angel dust So, dont be quick to judge, bad as f-ck Shes the that drive back with the bricks for bucks She had a ballplayer dude but she him up He bankrupt, cars like an auctioner Its
Ive got a sausage for them hot And I be f-ckin you niggas out on hot dates You all polite and doors for her every night I put that blanket on the floor for her These hoes be sprintin like its track n Because this supersize dick is their Happy So for an value woody Put Big Mac into that Quarter-Pound p-ssy, yes! Its Mr. Slay-A-Bitch Unless p-ssy is smelling like a Filet-O-Fish Shoo Fly, ho! the bucket And niggas talking shit I em in their chicken nugget