(feat. Ying Yang Twins)

                    Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Jacki-O)



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Ying-Yang)



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Po' Boy)



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (College Park)



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki

                    Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm a sexy motherfucker)



                      Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm a sexy motherfucker)



                      Damn, that bitch is fine (I'm just a sexy motherfucker)



                      Damn, that bitch is fine

                    I get it from my mammy, and I know how to handle it



                      Plus I got a motor like a banshee



                      If that's ya man, girl you can forget it



                      I'm standin by the bar, parrot-toed, bowlegged



                      I make him wanna hit the bare guts



                      It ain't his birthday, I'm the reason he got his hair cut



                      Turned on by my stank walk, now he can't talk



                      But I'ma give him what he came for

                    Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it



                      (He told me to) Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it (make that booty roll)



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it



                      (Make that booty roll)

                    Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Jacki-O!)

                    Damn, that bitch is fine



                      Damn, that bitch is fine



                      Damn, that bitch is fine



                      Damn, that bitch is fine

                    Fine as a mu'fucker, shaped like a Coke bottle



                      Nigga got a lump in his throat so he can't swallow



                      Sh-she walkin' wit it, yeah that why ya ass'll get it



                      Gotta keep it at a distance



                      Cause if you walk my way nigga gon' be persistent



                      Smack that ass, pat, pat



                      Back that ass up to the back, back

                    You got me daydreamin, havin wet dreams



                      Jacki, is there anymore room in them jeans



                      For a freaky motherfucker like me



                      A ATL nigga wit a lot of gold teeth



                      Goddamn you fine wit a big behind



                      I just wanna touch your booty one time



                      Is it soft like it look, I'm curious George



                      Your booty put a smile on all the boys

                    Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it



                      (He told me to) Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it (make that booty roll)



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it



                      (Make that booty roll)

                    Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki



                      Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki

                    Damn, that bitch is fine



                      Damn, that bitch is fine



                      Damn, that bitch is fine



                      Damn, that bitch is fine (Jacki-O!)

                    Said you like this chunky monkey and you want it



                      Cause I ride it like a pony when I'm on it



                      You just wanna get up on it so you can bone it



                      I'ma have you givin loans of money for homes, yeah



                      Queen of the South, Jacki-O gon' hold it down



                      Boys seen them pictures in Vibe, they wanna blow me down



                      They wanna show me round, they know it's sunshine



                      They see the ghetto booty and they know it's lunchtime



                      Gourmet cuisine got 'em actin silly



                      He ain't even fuck, I only let him suck the titties



                      Now we in Hong Kong, I got the thong on



                      He on the phone, told his hoe that he ain't comin home

                    Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it



                      (He told me to) Drop that shit, now roll wit it



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it (make that booty roll)



                      Drop that shit, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it



                      (Make that booty roll)

                    Ro-ooo-oo-ool, ro-ooo-oo-ool



                      Ro-ooo-oo-ool (make that booty roll)



                      Ro-ooo-oo-ool, ro-ooo-oo-ool



                      Ro-ooo-oo-ool (make that booty roll)

                    I'ma drop my shit and roll wit it



                      Drop my shit and roll wit it



                      Drop my shit and roll wit it



                      Roll wit it, roll wit it