Lucky, lucky girl She got married to a boy like you She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew About all the sh** you tell me that you do Dirty, dirty boy You know everyone is talkin' on the scene I hear them whisperin' bout the places that you've been And how you don't know how to keep your business clean Mommy don't know that he's getting hot At the body shop, doin' something unholy He step back while she's droppin' it She be poppin' it, guess she put it down slowly Oh, we go, we go He let his kids at home We go, we go So he can't get back Mommy don't know that he's getting hot At the body shop, doin' something unholy Mm, daddy, daddy, if you wanna drop the idea Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga Daddy, you gon' need to back it up Cause I'm spendin' on Rodeo You can watch me back it up I'll be gone in the a.m. And he, he get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rihanna He always call me, cus I never cuss, no drama And when you want it, baby, I know I got you covered And when you need it, baby, just jump under the covers Mommy don't know that he's getting hot At the body shop, doin' something unholy He step back while she's droppin' it She be poppin' it, guess she put it down slowly Oh, we go, we go He let the stigs out Oh, we go, we go So he can't get back Mommy don't know that he's getting hot At the body shop, doin' something unholy