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    Who that is, hoe?
    That girl is a tomboy!
    That girl is a tomboy!

    That girl is a tomboy!

    With my little titties and my phat belly
    I could take your man if you finna let me
    It's a guarantee that he won't forget me
    My body little, my soul is heavy
    My little titties be bookin' cities all around the world
    They be fucking wit' me
    I'm a Calvin Klein model, come and get me
    Sip the up, don't be fucking with me
    My little titties are so itty bitty
    I go locomotive, chitty chitty, bang bang
    Gold hoops and that name chain
    Timb boots and like, four rings
    Missy Elliott, can't stand the rain
    You lames playing the same games
    Little titties, I'm so damn pretty
    Staircase and a crack philly
    Little titties and a fat kitty
    Big pants and some stuffed shoes
    Pow-pow-pow, Blue's Clues
    (Pow pow pow! Pow pow!)

    With my little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    (That girl is a tomboy)
    My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    (That girl is a tomboy)
    My little titties and my phat belly
    (My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly)
    That girl is a tomboy
    That girl is a tomboy
    That girl is a tomboy
    Who that is, hoe?
    That girl is a tomboy!
    That girl is a tomboy!
    That girl is a tomboy!

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    Who that?
    Who that?
    Who that?
    Princess Nokia, Baby Phat
    I be where the ladies at
    Who know how to shake it fast
    We gon' spit that brazy track
    You know that I'll take it back
    I'm spitting the illest math
    Yeah, hoe!

    Who that?
    Who that?
    Who that?
    Princess Nokia, make it clap
    She with it to set it back
    And give ya the fire track
    Now watch what gon' happen next

    Who that up in the North?
    Dennis Rodman up court
    When I step up in the function it's a party, of course
    I'm having fun with my friends
    And I don't want it to end
    And if you finna blow my high then I'ma punch you again

    With my little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    (That girl is a tomboy)
    My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly
    (That girl is a tomboy)
    My little titties and my phat belly
    (My little titties and my phat belly
    My little titties and my phat belly)
    That girl is a tomboy
    That girl is a tomboy
    That girl is a tomboy
    Who that is, hoe?
    That girl is a tomboy!
    That girl is a tomboy!
    That girl is a tomboy!
    Yeah, hoe!

    He so in love
    He think it's a spell
    This love is too magic and he cannot tell
    He fuck with my bruja, my pussy and spell
    My toto is special, got locks like a jail
    It's Polo, it's Tommy, it's Mecca, it's Nauti
    I'm finna sit back and just sip on Bacardi
    You come to my party
    You gon' meet my army
    A room full of girls and we acting real rowdy

    Song details

    Composition: Princess Nokia and Gilberto Ramirez

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