So your ex got a mansion where you kick it on the hill
Your boy comes to see you, he’s your hollywood thrill
He’s a Spanish fly, bucks like a stallion
In the suits that you got him, he looks more Italian
You worry bout your tan when the weather’s gettin clammy
Summer in the city and winters in Miami
You get so high on the high life pills
Cruisin and boozin and rockin on the horse size pills
You could even take more thrills
You could even take more spills
Pills, thrills, chills and ills man, kills
And rockin on the horse size
Butt’s gettin bigger
Do you think he’ll notice maybe?
That’s ok, don’t worry bout it baby
Cause everybody knows he pumps you for your money
That’s alright, don’t worry bout it honey
In your itsy bitsy teenie weenie riding up your butt bikini
Keepin on the heels cause you’re saggin just a teenie bit
More than the girls he pretends he doesn’t thrill
