Trick Daddy - Pull Over lyrics

Whoop, huh? What that b**h got all that a** for? Man, pull that hoe over, that b**h gotta get a ticket Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Dumps in the truck, thighs like what? Ain't none, hoe got more booty in the bu*t Sisqo made that song when he seen me in a Thong, th-thong, thong, thong I know you like the way the booty go like a pro Slip him off the bed, throw him on the floor Turn on the cameras, start the freak show This a** even make Black Rob say, "Whoa!" I got a fat a** playa, n***a can't pa** up Juvenile couldn't even back this a** up Bone, don't you know lil' mama fully loaded I got a fat a** and I know how to tote it You wanna f**? Twenty G's for the nut Keys to the mansion, keys to the truck What? Y'all know what's up Ain't none hoe, got more booty in the trunk Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Who got more a** than the average b**h? You know it's the baddest b**h Number ten in the face, slim in the waist Fat in the a**, do you want a taste? Pop to the ba**, I'ma make ya drop (Whoop, whoop) Trina fixing ta make ya hot Uh, me and the girls hit the club and clown Going back to the old school, Dodo Brown M I A M I, baby 'Slip-N-Slide' and I'm going crazy 'Cause my sh** firm and tight, just right And if the price is right, I just might Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Off gla** with it, fat a** with it Getting cash with it, I throw my back in it, yeah And I'ma shake what my mama gave me Lil' mama don't play, so you gotta pay me I'm da baddest b**h, you got to admit that 69 ways? You know I went that And I'ma shake my money maker I'ma shake this thing like a salt shaker 'Cause ain't nothing wrong with the bump and grind When I do this thing up, jump behind (Whoop, whoop) Ride like a choo-choo train (Whoop, whoop) Lil' mama fixing ta do this thing (Whoop, whoop) Front, back, side to side (Whoop, whoop) That's how ya 'Slip-N-Slide' What's up, lil' daddy? Trick a fat sack Representing for my girls with the fat back Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, pull over, that a** is too fat Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop