Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two
But I can shake it, shake it, like I'm supposed to do
'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places
I see the magazines (Ah-ha) working that Photoshop (Ah-ha)
We know that shit ain't real, come on now, make it stop
If you got beauty, beauty (Ah-ha), just raise 'em up
'Cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top