verse
Every time I take a break, the game be so boring
Pretty like Naomi, Cassie, plus Lauren
Spittin' like Weezy, Foxy, plus Lauryn
Ball like the Rams, see, now that's Gordon
They don't understand the bag talk, I'm foreign
When they think they top the queen, they start fallin'
Word to my ass shots, I'm so cheeky
Got 'em tryna palm my ass like young Keke
verse
Yes, I'm ghetto, word to Gepetto
Plus I'm little, where's my stiletto?
Tell Mike Jordan, send me my Retros
Used to be bi, but now I'm just hetero
Ain't talkin' medicine, but I made him morphine
Ever since I put the cookie on quarantine
He know this thing A-1 like a felony
All he gotta do is say the word like a spelling bee
verse
Let me check my chest, my breath right quick (ha)
He ain't ever seen it in a dress like this (ah)
He ain't ever even been impressed like this
Prolly why I got him quiet on the set like zip
verse
Like it, love it, need it, bad
Take it, own it, steal it, fast
Boy, stop playing, grab my ass
Why you actin' like you shy? (Hot)
verse
Shut it, save it, keep it pushin'
Why you beating 'round the bush?
Knowin' you want all this woman
Never knock it 'til you try (yah, yah)
verse
All of them bitches hatin' I have you with me
All of my niggas sayin' you mad committed
Realer than anybody you had, and pretty
All of the body-ody, the ass and titties
outro
Boy, you should've said so
I got dressed just to sit in the house
People with the least always doin' the most
I'm countin' money while he suckin' my toes
Real nasty with them balls, all net, yeah, I'm gross
outro
Why you talkin' 'bout who body fake?
With all them fillers in your face, you just full of hate
That real ass ain't keep your nigga home
Now you lookin' silly, that's word to silicone
Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Lukasz Gottwald, Amala Ratna Dlamini, Lydia Asrat, David A Sprecher