Black Spandex Video (MV)

Damn Shawty, where they've been hiding you at?
Turn around for a brother (Yeah)
You something special huh
A walking work of art (word up) Lets' get it in!

She had on Black Spandex, shawty was cooking (Huh)
Booty so kra, she had straight girls looking
(No Doubt) She put in work, she put in work
(Look Out) she put in work, she put in work

Dame, that girl fine, body designed, so divine
I got to grind to make her mine, by the end of this rhyme
If wanting her a crime, I plead guilty where I sign
I would quickly cut a line, to spend some time with that behind
Go up and down, round and round, like a hound I'm focus now
Bounce them mounds to the sound, like you trying to shed some pounds
My pretty lean Queen, with the illest strut I ever seen
You built like a machine, turning players into fiends
My sporty spice, everything nice, wrapped in a pretty package twice
I want a slice, word to life, she so hot, pass me ice
Yo she bad and she know it and ain't afraid to show it
Brother bout to get heroic, hey baby I'm a poetic
Super lyrical, you irresistible, literally fit to your physical
I'm single and spiritual, by the way, why your lips so kissable
She told I was golden, I felt like I the chosen
She let me beat it like it's stolen, flexing on it like Hulk Hogan

She had on Black Spandex, (Tell em) Shawty was cooking (Word)
Booty so kra, she had straight girls looking
(No Doubt) She put in work, she put in work
(Look Out) She put in work, she put in work

What's up Beau, (what baby) I got a bone to pick with you
Things is drastic, you stopping traffic, with your black spandex crew
It ain't right, you such a sight, damn your body is so tight
Make every dude want to pipe, and lose they wife for a night
I should have known you was trouble, the way you run around the city
Why every pretty girl crazy, but every crazy girl ain't pretty
And you ass like an onion, making grown men cry
Catching the eye of every guy, (man you ain't telling no lie)
They love your curves that won't quit, the way the fabric hugs your hips
The gloss on your lips, you all that and a bag of chips
You holding fort, with styles all sorts, capri, leggings and shorts
Summoned to court, you don't need to talk, you killed them with your walk
That girl cute, turning suits to goofs, but me I'm sucker proof
She truth, whether she troops in sneakers, heels, sandals or boots
Forget the rest, yes; you deserve no less than the best
Check this S on my chest, I'm super chiggy Tymecheck

She had on Black Spandex, shawty was cooking (Tell em)
Booty so kra, she had straight girls Looking
(No Doubt) she put in work, she put in work
(Look Out) She put in work, she put in work

Salute me L.A girls, you got it going on
Big up my N.Y chicks, (shh) This your song
Shout out my D.C. girls, you can do no wrong
When will I be back, babe it won't be long
Salute my ATL girls, you got it going on
Big up my Chi-town chicks, this your song
Shout out my M.I.A girls, you can do no wrong
When will I be back, babe it won't be long (Bring that back!)

She had on Black Spandex, (What) Shawty was cooking (Damn)
Booty so kra, she had straight girls looking
(No Doubt) She put in work, she put in work
(Look Out) She put in work, she put in work
She had on Black Spandex, (what) Shawty was cooking
Booty so kra, she had straight girls looking
(No Doubt) She put in work, she put in work
(Look Out) She put in work, she put in work

Tyme Chizzle Check baby