[Verse 1: Yung Joc]
Pull up in that, y'ain't never heard of that
Balenciaga with the matchin' Burkin bag
Niggas all in the fate, with they [?]
She built like her mama with that purrty
Got her own guap, tell her "count it up"
Ass so soft, wanna mount it up
She keep it 100, what I like about her
And she educated, just might make a wife up out her
She love me and my kids, so I rock wit' her (rock wit' her)
Turn into a freak when Ciroc hit her (Ciroc hit her)
She grab my dick and say "This mine, right?"
Hell yeah, now take the dick and get your mind right
Smell like Versace, hella dime
When I tell her "do it", she do it, she love assignments (assignments)
Copped a Rollie so I snatched her one too
So much like her mama copped that one too-
[Verse 2: Bertell]
She work at Benihana (na na) and The Cheetah round the corner (na na)
Tryna pay her way through college (na na) so she can graduate with honors (na na)
She down in Atlanta, I think she live off Peachtree
But she drive a Corolla (na na), this girl is a super freak
[Chorus: Bertell]
She got a big ole booty, yeah, she a cutie
36–24–48 beauty
Hair done, nails done, yeah, she the shit
Ain’t nobody fucking with this chick
She get it from her mama, oh (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama, ayy (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama (ooh-ooh)
Rock those hips, get them tips
Get it on, oh, hell yeah, she the shit
She get it from her mama, oh (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama, ayy (ooh-ooh)
[Refrain: Juvenile]
Girl, you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
[Verse 3: Bertell]
She like it in the morning, she like it in the evening time
She said she independent
Yeah, you know that she be on her grind
She keep her bills paid on time
Because she got it, she don’t need mine
I just do it ‘cause I wanna
Real talker, I really want her
Plus she got a-
[Chorus: Bertell]
Big ole booty, yeah, she a cutie
36–24–48 beauty
Hair done, nails done, yeah, she the shit
Ain’t nobody fucking with this chick
She get it from her mama, oh (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama, ayy (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama (ooh-ooh)
Rock those hips, get them tips
Get it on, oh, hell yeah, she the shit
She get it from her mama, oh (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama, ayy (ooh-ooh)
[Refrain: Juvenile]
Girl, you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
[Verse 4: T-Pain]
I’ma pick her up (pick her up) in the truck (truck)
She can’t fit her that ass in the car (car), enough said (said)
Hold up (hold up), what the fuck (fuck)
She can’t fit in the front, I’ma put it in the trunk
But I’ma get it while the getting’s good
Like any nigga would
She started screaming my name
Then she back it up like a U-Haul
I got my two dogs and we gave her that teabag
[Bridge: Bertell/T-Pain]
Rock those hips, get them tips
Get it on, oh, hell yeah, she the shit
Baby, don't you quit
But don’t be acting like before Madonna came out
Primadonna
[Chorus: Bertell/T-Pain]
She get it from her mama, oh (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama, ayy (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama (ooh-ooh)
Rock those hips, get them tips
Get it on, oh, hell yeah, she the shit
She get it from her mama, oh (ooh-ooh)
She get it from her mama, ayy (ooh-ooh)
[Outro: Juvenile]
Girl, you’re working with some ass, yeah, you’re bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
