Hook:
Look at how she do it, she know how to move it/arch ya back now throw it back lil mama put ya hips into it/You can make em drop them stacks the way you doing what you doing/say that you can make it clap I say prove it/she drop it low when she shake it, got my hands right where her waist is/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation aah...
V1:
Look at how she do it ahh, her body the truest ahh/make a nigga wanna get her back to the crib, knock it out down like I play wit the brewers ahh/she can make it move to the music, tight jeans ass phat make em lose it/shawty got it rockin and wet as a cruise ship, loose lips, then wonder why these niggas pursue it/cause we kno that you a freak tho, lay it all on the line mama throw it in the air like a free throw/bounce when the beat go, drop it to ground like her seat broke, how she pop it it should be illegal/but she kno they got they eyes on it no peek hole, tryna beat it up like Debo/baby make that cookie pop pop for them c notes/Pillsbury rolls lil mama ain't talking cheap dough/ain't no problem dropping them dollars, but then you gotta show out shit/gotta give compliments to yo stylist cause good lawd you working that outfit/mami is a beast, I just put my hands on her waist I can see her satin panties in them jeans/then she back it up on me, show me what she got how it pop, that's her clapping in the back of this beat/whoa I said...
Hook:
Look at how she do it, she know how to move it/arch ya back now throw it back lil mama put ya hips into it/You can make em drop them stacks the way you doing what you doing/say that you can make it clap I say prove it/she drop it low when she shake it, got my hands right where her waist is/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation aah...
V2:
She got the body of a stripper, how she dance got him in a trance I can't do nothing but tip her/and she got my hands rubbing all over her figure and I feel her, she tossing that thang at me like a pitcher/all I gotta do is get her to the crib she kno what it is, I can keep that pussy flo-flowing like river/wit a fu-full grit up in a Swisher, got a grip up on ya hips the other hand gripping on a cup a liquor/baby I could see ya mission is to make dough, wit that ass how you work it it can make mo/if you really tryna drop it for them bankrolls, my niggas from the southside got them pesos/see I can put you on a pay roll, ride through the east and west where they hustling and duckin the detects/northside's a for sure ride baby I'm a northside nigga and we gotta get it til ain't nuthin left/so it ain't no problem dropping them dollars, but then you gotta show out shit/I could get my clan to throw up them bands but then you gotta dance up outta that outfit/see the way I did that, now throw it in reverse, switch it up like a nigga did the last two/got em looking at you, I can applaud ya performance but shit I gotta see you make it clap too/I say...
Hook:
Look at how she do it, she know how to move it/arch ya back now throw it back lil mama put ya hips into it/You can make em drop them stacks the way you doing what you doing/say that you can make it clap I say prove it/she drop it low when she shake it, got my hands right where her waist is/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation/gimme that Standin ovation, make it clap no Standin ovation aah...
