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Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
Say it again? Oh
Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
Check this out here
Looking at my body
I bet you thinkin' bout it
Don't you wanna know how I get down (uh huh)
Take a number baby
You ain't the only brother
Trying to get up under my skirt now (uh huh)
Rockin' all your hot shit, stuntin'
Thinking that your God's gift, to woman
More like a buzz in my ear
Shoo fly don't bother me
I got my hair in a pony tail
And by all mean
Trust me I can get 'em all
They say I stride like a model
Curves like a bottle
Watch me as I hit the wall
And I make em' say
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Da da da da don't make me (Oh)
Tell ya baby daddy
He ain't holding away
Cause he got to pay, and no tonight
Ain't nobody cutting so cut it out,
Cut it out, alright
So you don't know my face now, got it
Looking at me from the waste down, stop it
Said I'm hot pill to swallow fella
But I can make you feel better
I got my hair in a pony tail
And by all mean
Trust me I can get 'em all
They say I stride like a model
Curves like a bottle
Watch me as I hit the wall
And I make em' say, hey
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, oh hey
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Don't make me hit you with my, uh
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
Oh ah, oh ah, oh
Hey, hey, get it y'all
Said you got a lot of nerve (lot of nerve)