Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got em up open all over town Strictly biz, she don’t play around Cover much ground, got game by the pound Getting paid is a forte Each and every day, true player way I can’t get her out of my mind I think about you all the time East side to the west side Pushing phat rides, it’s no surprise She got tricks in the stash Stacking up the cash Fast when it comes to the gas By no means average As long as she’s got to have it Baby, you’re a perfect ten, I wanna get in Can I get down, so I can win I like the way you work it (No diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up) He’s got cla** and style He knowledge by the pound, Baby never act wild Very low key on the profile Catchin’ feelins is a no, Let me tell you how it goes Curve’s the words, spin’s the verbs Lovers it curves so freak what you heard Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Hey yo, that boy looks good) Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (He’s got cla** and style) Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Hey) I like the way you work it (No diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up)