Twerk of Art

She step up in the spot, you know she owns it all Thick hips, fat lips, see the jaws fall Turnin' up the heat, every step is fire Got the whole club tuned to her heart's desire Men lining up just to kiss the throne Cause she a bad mama, got a league of her own Running the game, with curves deadly as a weapon She's the brutal truth, in a world of deception [Verse 1] Loyal to the hustle, loyal to the grind She's a masterpiece, with a one-of-a-kind In the club, oh she got that heavy round Boss in the game and she knows she hold the crown Shake that thing, watch it drop down to the ground She the queen of the scene with the baddest ass around Ghetto dreams when she walk, hear the streets talk Every eye locked on that sway, she don't need chalk Outline of a dime, her body outline in chalk She thug passion in motion, no time to balk Give it up for that fat ass girl, she bring the heat Ruling every block, her empire, every street Verse 2] With that bounce back, yeah, she causing a commotion Booty like a wave, you can get lost in that ocean Throwing cash up, as she storms this castle All hail to that thickness, in this concrete battle Fellas auctioning their hearts, but she can't be bought She's a ride-or-die chick, with battles fought In the city of sin, she's the saint you confess to Got that fat ass worship, in the pew, they bless you Murals on the walls, got her likeness painted Put it in the air, like you just don't care Got more bounce to the ounce, it's beyond compare Rulers measure curves, but they can't define Gravity's a law, but she makes it decline In the midst of smoke, she a clear-cut diamond Throws that ass back, while the world's reclining Her twerk like a speech, it demands your respect Every inch and pound, make you wanna genuflect She don't just walk, she be carving her name With that fat ass glory, she's in the hall of fame