Rasheeda, Kandi - Bam lyrics

Oh na na na na oh na na na na
Kandi Girl and the Georgia Peach, Rasheeda

Oh oh oh na oh oh oh na
Eh boss up, get ready

I got ass, got ass big whips, big whips
You wanna touch up on it
But I split your wig like bam
Gon with that shit, stop playing, boy bam
Said gon with that shit, stop playing, boy
This is why I'm hot
And this is why you're cold
The ice on my wrist could buy a Lambo
Hit your eye like bam
Got that shine, gon stop playing, boy, bam

I got an ass, cute lil booty
The boys like to watch it, like a movie
So hot, so fly, so original
Got that shine on me, boy, no didgital
True Religion hold my ass
Like some vice grips
Try to touch up on it, and get your wig split
Stop playing, boy
If you ain't talking money
Then what you saying, boy?

I got ass, got ass big whips, big whips
You wanna touch up on it
But I split your wig like bam
Gon with that shit, stop playing, boy bam
Said gon with that shit, stop playing, boy
This is why I'm hot
And this is why you're cold
The ice on my wrist could buy a Lambo
Hit your eye like bam
Got that shine, gon stop playing, boy, bam

I got a big ol big ol big ol ass
I got a bumper stoppin niggas
Out in trafic ass
I got a tudy fruity juicy booty ghetto ass
But, if you sneak and touch it
I'm gon sack your ass
I got a real sweet peach, a delicious ass
But, it's not quite as big as Alicia's ass
When I'm walking through the club
They on my ass they can't get my ass
Can't put it on they mustash

I got ass, got ass big whips, big whips
You wanna touch up on it
But I split your wig like bam
Gon with that shit, stop playing, boy bam
Said gon with that shit, stop playing, boy
This is why I'm hot
And this is why you're cold
The ice on my wrist could buy a Lambo
Hit your eye like bam
Got that shine, gon stop playing, boy, bam

I got that, I got that
I got that one of a kind
Wanna beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it up from behind
Oh oh oh na, bring it back oh oh na, come on
My fit hot, the ice got me cold
My booty shorts give a fine peepshow
Bring your money, and I might get low
The Georgia Peach dop it like
Yes sir, better
That's what they say when they
Looking at my curves
And when I walk, oh oh oh
It's funny just to watch the
Fellas' tongues hit the floor

I got ass, got ass big whips, big whips
You wanna touch up on it
But I split your wig like bam
Gon with that shit, stop playing, boy bam
Said gon with that shit, stop playing, boy
This is why I'm hot
And this is why you're cold
The ice on my wrist could buy a Lambo
Hit your eye like bam
Got that shine, gon stop playing, boy, bam