Back That Thing on Me (Shake That) - Elephant man, Mario Winans

No why we gotta talk about big ass?

What happened to the chicks with a little class?

You know the ones that work that don’t need to twerk

For a little attention just to quench his thirst

Yo yo what I gotta do to try and get it on ya

What I gotta do to get his anaconda

Hold on that’s the theme of the song right?

How come I don’t see a single snake up in my sight?

All I see is asses shaking to the masses

And they ain’t even jiggle cause they all made out of plastic

I don’t even know what sells today

I mean I get it now I know we got bills to pay

But there’s a certain line you cross when it’s not okay

And you gotta ask yourself why you’re on display

Like a manikin your clothes vanishing

You’re putting in the work but he don’t plan on finishing

By the way, what he say?

He can tell I ain’t missing no meals

Come through and love 'em in my automobile

Let him eat it with his grills

And he telling me to chill

And he telling me it’s real

That he love my sex appeal

Say he don’t like 'em boney

He want something he can grab

So I pulled up in the Jag

And I hit 'em with the jab like

Dum du-du-dum, du-du-du-du-dum dum

My anaconda don’t

My anaconda don’t

My anaconda don’t give a shit if you don’t want this bitch

Anaconda I spit venom

Licence to kill call me 007

And you wonder if you are on my level

You be coming out run down and dishevelled

I got news for you I’m here

And if you really want it get down go there

Let me make it clear ‘cause I’m on the highest gear

And I can make you disappear like Malaysian airline that’s right MH370 that

flight

Oops did I just say that?

Ooo oops did I just say that?

Well guess what I think out loud and every single word I say I’m proud

‘Cause I own it, ‘cause I own it baby you can try but you’ve already blown it

By the way, what he say?

He can tell I ain’t missing no meals

Come through and love 'em in my automobile

Let him eat it with his grills

And he telling me to chill

And he telling me it’s real

That he love my sex appeal

Say he don’t like 'em boney

He want something he can grab

So I pulled up in the Jag

And I hit 'em with the jab like

Dum du-du-dum, du-du-du-du-dum dum

My anaconda don’t

My anaconda don’t

My anaconda don’t give a shit if you don’t want this bitch