Yeah, baby in the sun like the Teletubbies
balls hanging low while I pop a bottle off a yacht
Chain swanging, cling-clang and it cost a lot
I'm always at the guala, yeah, and you are not
Badass B, keep on going 'til you hit the spot
Woah, I'm a big bag hunter with the bow
She got a big bad dumper, drop it low
Mama called me and she happy with the growth
Never ever fold for a thottie, that's an oath
I've been in the club and takin' shots