Lyrics

[Verse]
Tiddies sittin’ heavy, they the size of two globes,
Booty so thick, it’s breakin’ all the dress codes.
Got these curves like a map, he can’t find the road,
Eyes poppin’ out like cartoons when I unload.

Thighs crush dreams, call ‘em heartbreak machines,
Skin glowin’ slick, honey-drip in my jeans.
I need a man with the torque to match my steam,
If he ain’t packin’ heat, he won’t make the team.

[Chorus]
I’m a hottie on the hunt, can he handle this?
DSLs got ‘em prayin’ for a chance to kiss.
If his energy’s weak, he gon’ cease to exist,
Big boy step up, show me what I might’ve missed.

[Verse 2]
Hips swingin’ wide, got the city on tilt,
Ghetto booty built like a mansion on stilts.
Walk in the room, leave the ice all spilt,
Every man’s neck breakin’, guilt on guilt.

DSLs talk loud, got no need for words,
Tongue sharp too, split a man like thirds.
But don’t waste my time, I ain’t chasin’ no nerds,
Need a beast in the sheets, not a boy rehearsed.

[Bridge]
They say they ready, but they ain’t got the range,
Tryna step to a queen, boy, you outta your lane.
Ain’t no game, this the big leagues, grown terrain,
Bring the thunder, baby, or just take the train.