Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em opened all over town
Strictly biz, don't play around
Cover much ground, they got the game by the pound

Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, the true player way
I can't get her out of my mind
I think about the girl all the time

East side to the West side
They're pushin' phat rides, it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas

By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down, so I can win?

I like the way you work it
No diggity
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you work it
No diggity
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you work it
No diggity
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you work it, no, no, no

Hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh
Hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh
Hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh
Hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh