I bob and weave em, hit em wit that Mayweather JAB.
When my legs go back you can hear them jangle, once ya pop you can't stop like a can of Pringles.
I aint gotta get a plaque, I aint gotta get awards I just walk up out the door, all the girls will applaud
I get the thumbs up like I'm hailing a yellow cab.
Aint nothin you can tell her Yeah she get the mozarella
Lavender is the new pink. I'll never stop wearing pink but I wanted to venture out.