Back That Thing on Me (Shake That) (feat. Mario Winans)

No why we gotta talk about big ass? What happened to the chicks with a little class? You know the ones that work that don't need to twerk
 For a little attention just to quench his thirst
 Yo yo what I gotta do to try and get it on ya
 What I gotta do to get his anaconda
 Hold on that's the theme of the song right?
 How come I don't see a single snake up in my sight?
 All I see is asses shaking to the masses
 And they ain't even jiggle cause they all made out of plastic
 I don't even know what sells today
 I mean I get it now I know we got bills to pay
 But there's a certain line you cross when it's not okay
 And you gotta ask yourself why you're on display
 Like a manikin your clothes vanishing
 You're putting in the work but he don't plan on finishing
 by the way, what he say
 He can tell I ain't missing no meals
 Come through and love 'em in my automobile
 Let him eat it with his grills
 And he telling me to chill
 And he telling me it's real
 That he love my sex appeal
 Say he don't like 'em boney
 He want something he can grab
 So I pulled up in the Jag
 And I hit 'em with the jab like
 Dum du-du-dum, du-du-du-du-dum dum
 My anaconda don't
 My anaconda don't
 My anaconda don't give a shit if you don't want this bitch
 Anaconda I spit venom
 Licence to kill call me 007
 And you wonder if you are on my level
 You be coming out run down and dishevelled
 I got news for you I'm here
 And if you really want it get down go there
 Let me make it clear 'cause I'm on the highest gear
 And I can make you disappear like Malaysian airline that's right MH370 that flight
 Oops did I just say that?
 Ooo oops did I just say that?
 Well guess what I think out loud and every single word I say I'm proud
 'Cause I own it, 'cause I own it baby you can try but you've already blown it
 by the way what he say
 He can tell I ain't missing no meals
 Come through and love 'em in my automobile
 Let him eat it with his grills
 And he telling me to chill
 And he telling me it's real
 That he love my sex appeal
 Say he don't like 'em boney
 He want something he can grab
 So I pulled up in the Jag
 And I hit 'em with the jab like
 Dum du-du-dum, du-du-du-du-dum dum
 My anaconda don't
 My anaconda don't
 My anaconda don't give a shit if you don't want this bitch