[Intro: Juicy J]
Make that ass clap, make that ass clap (Work it, work it)
Make that ass clap, make that ass clap (C'mon, work it, work it)
Make that ass clap, make that ass clap (Work it, work it)
Make that ass clap, make it stack, throw that ass back (Ayy, make, make, make)

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Make that ass clap, for them racks, talk to me now
Shake that ass and come get this bag, talk to me now
You know you're the baddest, your pussy the fattest
The way you bustin' open for me, you must do gymnastics
Make that ass clap, for them racks, talk to me now
Shake that ass and come get this bag, talk to me now
You know you're the baddest, your pussy the fattest
The way you bustin' open for me, you must do gymnastics

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
The way you suckin', fuck me shawty, you're the total package
When I'm done with that pussy, she like, "Can we go get married?"
On a four or five mane, I swear the ho so loud
Almost made me crash the ride, tryna top me off in traffic
Say this AMG, sound like a jet when the bitch take off (Vroom)
Name another n***a that's keepin' his gang gettin' paid like a cartel boss (Mhm, yeah, ho)
Ratchet bitches love when you take 'em to Benihana ('Hana)
Take your baddest kids and go drop 'em off with your mama (Mama)
This shit a two-seater, bitch, your [?] couldn't fit in this Lamb' (Yessir)
You live in a hood, so I gotta pull up with the switch in my hand
She can't wait to put that pussy on me
You know that pussy good when it sound like macaroni
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Make that ass clap, for them racks, talk to me now
Shake that ass and come get this bag, talk to me now
You know you're the baddest, your pussy the fattest
The way you bustin' open for me, you must do gymnastics
Make that ass clap, for them racks, talk to me now
Shake that ass and come get this bag, talk to me now
You know you're the baddest, your pussy the fattest
The way you bustin' open for me, you must do gymnastics

[Verse 2: Trey Drizzle]
(Treyo)
Okay, dog get drizzle (Dog)
Bad bitch (Woof) – get her (Woof)
Hit her with the long stroke, put it in her liver (Liver)
Bitch, throw your ass like, I'm your only fan, no
I can't be your man, but we can make some bands, ho (Let's go)
Roll the Za' up in the Backwood (Za'), everyday I smoke good
She in love with these drugs, don't slip on this hard wood (Slip)
Bustin' at 'em – good love, toxic bitches – hood love
She texting, do I got a bitch, I'm like, "Duh"
Where the hoes, it's a drop (Drop)
Freaky hoes in the south (South)
Gangster bitches in the north, I bleed pimpin' in my course
New body, ass fatter, play for bitches, wanna [?]
This ain't a gang, the shit get tackled
Got a whip, 'cause I'm a master, bitch (Three in hell)
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Make that ass clap, for them racks, talk to me now
Shake that ass and come get this bag, talk to me now
You know you're the baddest, your pussy the fattest
The way you bustin' open for me, you must do gymnastics
Make that ass clap, for them racks, talk to me now
Shake that ass and come get this bag, talk to me now
You know you're the baddest, your pussy the fattest
The way you bustin' open for me, you must do gymnastics

[Outro]
Make that ass clap, make that ass clap
Make that ass clap, make that ass clap
Make that ass clap, make that ass clap
Make that ass clap, make that ass clap (Make that ass clap)