Ass gettin′ bigger

Racks gettin' bigger

Cash gettin′ largerHe thought he was loving me good, I told him, "Go harder"

She thought she was killin' that shit, I told her, "Go harder"

Just look at this alkaline wrist 'cause I got that water

Ass getting thiquer

Cash getting thiquer

That′s that thique, that′s that real shit

That's that jelly, baby, champagne and cherry, baby

That′s that thique, that's that ball drop

That′s that keep going, that's that never stop

That′s that thique, that's that na-na, that oochy coochy, la, la

Yeah, this that Fiji agua, candy girl piñata

Hit it in the car and take you back to the casa

Bet I got you rock now, that thique all over the yacht, now

That's that freaknik, that′s that 1996

That′s that moon Miami bass, 12 in the trunk 808

Uh, that's that Castro, eat that shit like Mastro′s

She say she on a diet, girl, you better not lose that ass, though

That's that thique, that′s that real shit

That's that jelly, nigga

That′s that really, nigga

That's that thique, that's that ball drop

That′s that keep going, that′s that never stop

Baby, that's that thique

That′s that thique

Baby, that's that thique

That′s that thique

Look at this shit

Ooh, that's that strawberry, that′s that grape and cherry

This that Ginsu, cut that bitch like culinary

Ooh, that's that bounce, spend my money, make it count

If it's lost then make it found

Just keep dropping that shit down

That′s that summer

That′s them hummers

That's that girl, give me your number

That′s that Jordy

That's that Scarlett

That I just got out of college

That′s that I don't do this usually

I don′t know what you do to me

That I don't do this usually

I don't know what you do to me

Boy you crazy, body mean

Back it up like limousine

They got to make a fold out to fit a magazine right

Girl, look at your body, right

Boy, take this in slow, don′t let go

And tell me how bad you′ve been wanting it

And hurry up quick, 'fore the moment ends

I like what I hear, might be sleeping in

Screaming, "Beyoncé, chocolate ounces, sit on that, bounce it, bounce it"

Ass getting thiquer

Cash getting thiquer

Cash getting larger

He thought he was loving me good, I told him "Go harder"

(Baby that′s that thique) thought she was killing that shit, I told her "Go harder"

(That's that thique) look at this alkaline wrist ′cause I got that water

(Baby, that's that thique) racks getting thicker

(That′s that thique) cash gettin'

Look at that shit

Ooh, baby, come feel me

Ooh, baby (I'm all up in your mind), it′s all yours

Come here, come here, let′s make love

Make love to your mind (I'm all up in your mind)

Make love to your mind

I′m all up in your mind (I'll breathe you in, I′ll think your thoughts)

'Cause I′ll read your mind, I'll read your mind