E Money - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Ay, she poppin' in Prada, she popped a molly

Ay, graduate college, she got the honors

Ay, hot like wasabi she need a water

Ay, hot like the summer I need a water

Yeah, they think it’s a jungle

I need her number, see what’s under them tight jeans

You makin' me love it

She get it from mama, she look like Nicki Minaj

She said bitch you might be catchin' me rollin'

I’m just tryna give you suggestions

You could take 'em if you wanted, I won’t regret shit

I know you got them other dudes in line, I’m your best bet

You should give me time, bring your best friend

Girl, will you let me

Slide on through, light one too, why not two, yeah

Your old man hate me

We should probably let bygones do what bygones do

If that ain’t cool, well at least a motherfucker tried

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

(yes lawd)

I’m tryna make the again

Like what’s your name, I like your frame, you look West African

Remain the same, I never change like what you askin' me

You’re Mona Lisa, flawless features

You a masterpiece, I seen it with my own two eyes

These motherfuckers can’t conceive it like they got they tubes tied

Was one soul I get too high, that’s okay

The flow is smooth as Oil of Olay, so watch your step please

Just stay outta the way 'cause we run this shit like a stampede

I just get it on, I’m gonna figure this shit out

In love with the rhythm, you could feel it, make her bounce

Woman like that niggas smoke her by the ounce

But

We was tryna show 'em how

Illmatic I’m still at it, I’m bombin' like Bin Laden

This knowledge has been rationed, the prophet’ll spit less

And y’all never ease pass me, y’all got it ass backwards, yes lawd

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Girl, you thick like

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god