From your stance to your brackets
Your ass and your lashes
You have it

You my baby
You my baby
My biatch
My biatch

Who gave birth to this, what in the world is this
You got the perfect hips, and you got the perky tits
I'm keeping your heart forever, I'm playing my part it's whatever
I'm going hard for your pleasure, fuck all these broads they jealous
If somebody touch you I wile out
F_ck with my baby, get knocked out
The way that she walking and talking, yeah
You can tell she was made for a boss, yeah
Flossy and bossy yeah, shawty you flawless, yeah
You need to be excused, bad bitch bad bitch coming through
Go baby, put em back in they're place
You know in the night in the day in my arms you'll be safe
I know we on the same page, I give you my last name
Cause look how far we done came and you still ain't even changed

You my baby
You my baby
My biatch
My biatch

You my everyday Valentine, Valentino bag it out
Tiffany fingers bring them out, twenty-two inches, let it down
Twenty-two cows, you get it, I said it, I spend it, never regret it
When you ready to tell me you ready are you ready

From your stance to your brackets
Your ass and your lashes
You have it

You my baby
You my baby
My biatch
My biatch