[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Make dat ass clap make it snap (talk to me now)
Make dat ass smack when I slap (talk to me now)
If you is the baddest booty the phatest
Let me hear you holla out I yi yi
[verse 1]
Its ya boy P-A-Tza knowin pat'll please her
hit from the back cuz these gals off the heeza
bend ova or stroke it yo butt gets a pokin
the hydro is smokin theres nutt in ya throatin
yo booty is floatin all round the rooma
my thang full of gin so dat puddy is dooma
assume the position mug in the pillow
hand on the head bow best not to let go
hand may a slippin head gets a crackin
I'm all on dat clittin back gets a smackin
a doggin a slappin my thang in yo stomach
now move 4 we drank cuz youz bout to vomit
you swear you can take it so baby dont fake it
lets gone get a room get high and get naked
you say that you real and you claimin the hoody
tha rubber to thang and my thang in yo puddy
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[verse 2]
Its gold mouth stackin dollars
where yo sista at cuz she swallors
big juicy fat I must hollars
see you in yo pants I may foll'her
wearin tight clothes make yall scholars
freaky yung broads that luv ballers
hesitate to talk nigga stallers
you can let the steam out yo collar
luv gettin stuck on 4 hours
ja-cu-zie livin room showers
nipples on hard some big knockers
eyes got bigga than blue blockers
coochie real tight like school lockers
treat a lame dude like a true socka
most gonna pay cuz they luv her
dog anyway I will knock her
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[verse 3]
There she go there she go with them g's and strings