Dem Jeans

How the hell did you get all of that in dem jeans? How the, how the hell did you get all of that in dem jeans? 'Cause your waist so little and your ass is like whoa 'Cause your waist so little and your ass is like whoa Prada, Gucci Tell me what you like Coach bag With the shoes To match Forget the price Marc Jacob shades 50 karats, all ice Model in dem jeans for me Luxury, now that's your life That's the type of shit I'm on Let me see you get 'em on Back it up a bit Yeah, that's it 'Cause I can see your thong Caramel skin tone Damn, you look like Nia Long Don't be actin' like that lil' mama 'Cause I can leave you 'lone Mix the lime with that Patron That's what we drinkin' on She wanna go out to eat But me, JD, I'm think home Just so I can see 'em off But what the hell, we both grown Wearin' dem jeans like that Will make me take trips with you to Rome Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey) You know they thick from the STL to the A-Town Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey) Let me help you with dem jeans Baby, lay down [Chorus] Damn, girl How'd you get all that in Dem jeans? Dem jeans? How'd you get all that in dem? Damn, girl How'd you get all that? (Is you talkin' to me?) Yeah, you I bet you had to jump up and down Just to put 'em on Bet you had to wiggle it around Just to put 'em on Bet you had to lay back on the bed Just to zip 'em up Am I right? (You right) Baby, that's what's up Now, now, now When walkin', girl And you make it swirl It's hard for me not to look And I want you in my world Bubbled up (oh) Pokin' out (hey) Lickin' my lip, sayin' Shawty, swing it my way Damn, ma How the hell you get all that in? Dem pants, ma Hope you ain't up in here with your man, ma I love it when you wiggle it, shake it Drop it and do your little dance True Religion, 7's Or dem rocking Republics Or the ones that fit the best And show it just how we love it Know just how to hug it Know just how to cup it When you walk away, it make me wanna rub it Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey) You know they thick from A-Town down to H-Town Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey) Let me help you with dem jeans Baby, lay down [Chorus] I don't mean to be rude But I like the way you move Got 'cha boy in the mood Let's go back to my jacuzz' I ain't like them other fools Gotta play by my rules Face down Ass up Hands off look (oh) There it go Don't be scared Let it show I like them curves Make that thing talk When you walk I'm slurin' my words Drop it to the floor, ya heard Ain't no hatin' Girl ya hot I've seen a lot of stallions But man you workin' with a lot [Chorus: x2]