Trust, here comes trouble I make it rain Look at the size of the puddle You're f**king with big dogs You little Jack Russel When I'm in the dance They calling me Mr. Muscle Because I clean up Just pass me the broom I'm feeling kinda sexy I got the va-va-voom All eyes on the star when I step into the room I see a buff thing, Merhaba nasilsin. Boom, famalaam, she was heavy A pretty face thing looking like Katy Perry But something was telling me she had way too many Another one I catch a case all over a Jezzy I told them I'm ready I don't care what it costs Fireworks on the juice bottle for the boss Everybody's watching her but she never stops She making her butt tick tock like it's a clock I had to tell her
Yeah, here we go again I poured her a drink Told her to say when That's my ni**a KJ Introduce him to your friend You want an autograph? Pass me a pen This Turksih delight was A devil in disguise Every time I turn around she's talking to other guys But who they attracting with that line What's your name? What's your size? Before I bought the juice she already was moving loose I see a lot of man in here Trying to speech her but she disappears into thin air They look left, look right, look at me See I'm biting on my ear And there thinking it isn't fair And now man are looking at my like I'm sick of 'em I ain't sick of 'em I just don't wanna look at 'em I wanna look at her I grab her right arm Whispered in her right ear Oynama sikidim sikidim