Booty 3000

You wanna buy me things
That expensive shit
Not sure I'll vibe with that
You want a pricey bitch
My mall is thrift shops
Booty is Calvin Klein
My feet cradle hang
You think you met your wife

Play with my booty and tug on my hair
Play with my booty and tug on my hair

Your girl is giving you style
Glitz and dazzles on my face
Looking like a fucking rocket
About to hit a gnarly ride with Ms. Frizzle
On the milky wizzle
Didn't think your girl could ever rap
With a pace
Feeling like a 3000 prodigy, bitch
A fucking prodigy, bitch

Right, I know you want it
I know you see it and you really wanna hold it
But no more locked doors
You are not chosen
I am the pharaoh, and you are the portion
Of what I don't need
Yeah you really think you potion?
Yeah, you really wanna hold it?
Oh, well I don't think you can control it
(The fuck?)

Play with my booty and tug on my hair
Play with my booty and tug on my hair

Why you wanna buy me things
That expensive shit
Not sure I'll vibe with that
You want a pricey bitch
My mall is thrift shops
Booty is Calvin Klein
My feet cradle hang
You think you met your wife