Текст:
Damn! What I gotta say to get a piece of that?
Now Im the beast from the West, so you best beware
I dont care to lock em down, I knock em down in pairs
On the couch, in the bed, kitchen counter, or stairs
Wherever you want it, baby, Im taking you there
The way you walk in them heels, beyond sex appeal
Beyond any type of feeling you get from taking a pill,
I dont care if theyre real, could care less if theyre fake,
I like the way that you move and the way youre making it shake
Casually dating ball players that bore you to death
Feel like Im digging for oil, you feel it up in your chest
Love the way that you dressing, God bless you, girl
Now go and show your sexy *ss to the rest of the world
The runway walk (Na-na, na-na, na-na)