Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish
Now that's real, real, real
Gun in my purse, bitch I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them pushing daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half of pill
He can tell I ain′t missing no meals
Come through and fuck 'em in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills
He keep telling me to chill
He keep telling me it′s real, that he love my sex appeal
Because he don't like ′em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag, and i hit 'em with the jab like
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, i like big butt
You auto models can′t deny
The way she go she winnie any miniwinie
She's gonna rock you in your face and you gonna explode
Coz you′ll level up for sure
Tee mini jeans she's wearing
I hope that i can stop tearing
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt