all my ladies put ya hands up
all my ladies put ya hands up
if you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb
girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
oh me
oh my
body like a monster
let me get inside if ya booty i'm a conquer
if ya question bout my size
i give you the answer
girl you got that good good
i already know
tell it by your size
i know you a dancer
rein-derriere
i'm a call you prancer
booty paparazzi
pose for the camera
all my ladies if you got it let me know
shawty thick in her hips
cold than a mother
licking her lips
a bad mothersucker
apple looking so ripe
she make me want a piece
i give it to her all night
so she don't wanna leave
if you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
something like a pimp
nothin' like them other fellas
heard that you the shit
girl we should blow up together
ooh i know you got that bomb shit
call it 9/11
i'm just tryna beat it up
he could do it acapella
we should go back to my crib
that's what i'm a tell her
bring one or two of them
cause your friends looking kinda jealous
rolling papers like propellers blowing mozzarella
lotta niggas in the club
who cares i'm the realest
tell the waiters we gonna need more cases
and when you think the money's gone we spending more faces
she with homeboy
but she want this
6 cars
8 chains
3 cribs
1 wiz
shawty thick in her hips
cold than a mother
licking her lips
a bad mother sucker
apple looking so ripe
she make me want a piece
i give it to her all night
so she don't wanna leave
if you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
hold up kimosabe
my crib look like a lobby
i'm in that black bugatti
and i off that carlo rossi
i with that taylor posse
these ladies wanna party
and there's so much ice up on my neck it look like i play hockey
so hold up nigga
stop me
all these haters watch me
i give it up
your in the deep
you can call me cocky
any stage or any beat you know i'm a body
and wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty
she thick in her hips
cold than a mother
licking her lips
a bad mother sucker
apple looking so ripe
she make me want a piece
i give it to her all night
so she don't wanna leave
if you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb
ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb
girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb