Damn, damn she got a donkey
And that shit so chunky
How she get them jeans on that monkey?
Like man, got me like a junky
Only when she pump me
Whisper in my ear, I think she want it

Now you can tell my Stilleto's cost about nine hundred
I'm in Miami actin ghetto, hollin' out, "Chi run it!"
And you can see I hold the crown, ain't no takin' it from me
I let my chain down from my neck to my tummy
I got a big pink poodle named FiFi
I love takin' pictures 'cause these bitches wanna be me
I only swim in Donatella or some Givenchy
You can catch me on the yacht, we chasin' vodka with some Fiji
You bitches ain't know, I do this shit for fun
My daddy got that paper, I been rich since I was one
Been livin' in them mansions, been soakin' up the sun
They see me in that Rolls or that Ferrari, either one
Before you try to holla at me, know I'm 'bout that paper
And I'm a, I'm a hustla, I don't need no Captain Sava'
They feelin' all my flava and that ass so plush
Before you take a look, make sure them hands don't touch

I got 'em sayin' damn, damn she got a donkey
And that shit so chunky
How she get them jeans on that monkey?
Like man, got me like a junky
Only when she pump me
Whisper in my ear, I think she want it

Damn, damn she got a donkey
And that shit so chunky
How she get them jeans on that monkey?
Like man, got me like a junky
Only when she pump me
Whisper in my ear, I think she want it

[Smoke]
She's a ten in them nine's with Stilleto's
With a figure 8 frame in them 7 jeans, 6-5-4-3-2-1, let's go
She's a trophy, I put her on the pedestal
Damn, the can be feelin' the way it shake, I wanna jam it in her Jello
Anything, she want it, like a beast, she be so funky
You can see it from the front, she got more ass than a team of donkeys
Itty bitty waist like a bumble bee, titties plump, please Dolly Parton her
When she walk through and make way for the Double D's
I love that pretty brown round shakin', got me shook
'Cause her print so fat between her thighs, it look just like a camel foot
Can I look, can I rub it? Matter fact, fuck that, let me cut it
Can I touch it, can I grab it? That hairy, nappy fat rabbit?
Meet me there, I take a flight, your dark chocolate fittin' to be up in the air
Like a kite caught up in the Chicago wind
Just to be up in your guts from dust till dawn, humpin' like a camel back
From AM, from PM, from PM to AM, I beat it up like a punching bag

Damn, damn she got a donkey
And that shit so chunky
How she get them jeans on that monkey?
Like man, got me like a junky
Only when she pump me
Whisper in my ear, I think she want it

Damn, damn she got a donkey
And that shit so chunky
How she get them jeans on that monkey?
Like man, got me like a junky
Only when she pump me
Whisper in my ear, I think she want it

Hold up, wait a minute, let a nigga just catch my breath
Got 'em all up on it, want it, watch it go right to left 
Watch it go up and down like that, watch it go front to back
Hope it don't hurt too bad
Put this in your baby Momma song, 'cause it's gon' make me mad
You like it how it do it fast, love it how I do it slow
They like it how I move it up and down to make that booty roll
They see that pussy swoll, it be so juicy, oh
He said he wanna try to take me home and eat that pussy whole
Said he never had the chance, but he gotta have a taste
And he was like a kid and I was like shit, I just wanna ride the face
And that's just how I play 'em, I never been out to lay 'em
My shit's so mean up in them jeans

And now I got 'em sayin' damn, damn she got a donkey
And that shit so chunky
How she get them jeans on that monkey?
Like man, got me like a junky
Only when she pump me
Whisper in my ear, I think she want it

Damn, damn she got a donkey
And that shit so chunky
How she get them jeans on that monkey?
Like man, got me like a junky
Only when she pump me
Whisper in my ear, I think she want it