She Got It

This song is obviously about me

She's got that cornbread, thick on the side

Jiffy don't know what happened

God turned her into some sweet potato pie

Got so thick, it made her happy

Got so thick it made the peanut butter cry

She probably got it from her mammy

Ain't no telling where she got it from, yeah

Whole family body bangin'

Booty big, she's the eclipse to the sun, yeah

'Cause she got it, she got it, got it

Her table manners never match her heels

Kissing pavement, with a switch in her hips

And her curved outline matches her french-tips, yeah

'Cause she got it, she got it, got it

Mama raised her right, yes she did

But she ain't gon’ hesitate to work that thang, yes, she will

If you tryna be her man, you better close the deal, yeah

She’s a queen baby, baby

Royalty from her head down to her toes, yeah

<span begin="1:55.060" end="1:57.038">East Atlanta crazy native</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:56.725" end="1:58.318">(EA)</span></span>

And got a ring around every man she knows, yeah

Daddy taught her how to grind

'Bout the money 'cause it stays on her mind

If you know about the baby, yeah, you know she's a dime

She’s a Georgia peach lady, turning heads every time, yeah

It’s the way that she walks, yeah, her body so vicious

Working out everyday, 'cause she stay up in the kitchen

Ain’t got time, ain’t got time

'Cause she got them bills to pay

And when she gets a break, she making sure her hair is laid

It’s the way that she walks, yeah, her body so vicious

Working out everyday, 'cause she stay up in the kitchen

Ain’t got time, ain’t got time

'Cause she got them bills to pay

And when she gets a break, she making sure her hair is laid

She got it, she got it

She got it, she got it

Ohh, yeah

One more good time for the children of Jericho