Fagata - Raz, dwa, trzy

Verse 1
And even though it's wet and gushy, it smells like water, not like sushi
They're waiting for a Shein delivery, I have a Gucci bag in my hand
When the guy's with me, we listen to Chada
With you, it's silence — you say nothing
"How do you do it, Fagata, that you can annoy those girls so much?"

Chorus
One — you have to have a big booty and know how to move it
Two — they have to wonder how you even squeezed into those clothes
Three — let them stay home and talk about it, those envious girls
You're done up in the city, and their boyfriend will still be your biggest groupie

Hook
One (I like booty, booty, booty, booty)
Pow, pow, pow, brr
Two (I like booty, booty, booty, booty)
Ha, ha, ha, pow, pow

Verse 2
First, he grabs me by the neck, then I lick him from top to bottom (Uh-huh)
Then he drinks me all up, down to the bottom, like a glass of juice
And even though he knows me inside out, he's still shocked every time (What?)
"How do you do it, Fagata, even I can't keep up with you?" (Step, step, step, step)

Chorus
One — you have to have a big booty and know how to move it
Two — they have to wonder how you even squeezed into those clothes
Three — let them stay home and talk about it, those envious girls
You're done up in the city, and their boyfriend will still be your biggest groupie

Verse 3
P**** soft as a bao bun
I bounce on him like Kangaroo Kao
Barely started — the milk spilled
He gave it his all, still not enough for me
It was supposed to be fun — turned out to be a jerk
Told me he loved me, said the same to another
If he has a girl at home
Then why is he texting me every morning?

Chorus
One — you have to have a big booty and know how to move it
Two — they have to wonder how you even squeezed into those clothes
Three — let them stay home and talk about it, those envious girls
You're done up in the city, and their boyfriend will still be your biggest groupie

Outro
One (I like booty, booty, booty, booty)
Pow, pow, pow, brr
Two (I like booty, booty, booty, booty)